Outside

Outside

a squirrel & a dove

feed on the ground

figs are coming on

second crop for the birds

& my vision blurred

by the screen

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dVerse prompt to take a photo out the window, post photo and write a poem. Oh, how I feel my vision has been blurred lately.

Outside

13 thoughts on “Outside

  1. Glenn A. Buttkus says:

    Not everyone has a fig tree, nor visiting doves; so halcyon, and yet the screen does disturb me, like a cortical cataract.

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  2. A striking image and lovely verse that captures the sense of separation many of us feel. I particularly like the rhyme ‘…birds/…vision blurred’ and the ambiguity of the last lines ‘…my vision blurred / by the screen.’

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