on the edge
of the patio’s door
life wafts in
the cool morning air
mixes with last night’s
memories
while my cat
tentatively waits for
urban wildlife
perchance
a bunny, squirrel
or hungry magpie
to watch
tail twitching
ready to chase
a gentle breeze
blows the trees, casting
morning shadows on brick
tricking my cat
into heightened
alert
but lulling me
into sanguine
reverie
the shadows
dancing
to patio music
birdsong, traffic
and trash truck pick ups
accompany my coffee pot
as it
percolates
the new day
on the edge
of the patio’s door
life wafts in
