Feast on pumpkin bread

found at the farmer’s market

along with finger eggplants

cypress green peppers

sun yellow squash.

It feels great to feel great

in these last few mellow hours

at home taking care

of neglected things:

vacuuming up dead insects,

scraping together two week’s worth

of dirty clothes, tell the black dog

“We WILL take a walk later.”

as she sinks back down to the floor

tell Fred Cat, “You are so very handsome

in your tuxedo but you are in my way.”

as he purrs his head up and down my leg

water, pluck brown leaves from neglected plants

ask the orchids, the glorious who, “How do you do

that! How do you know the when, where, how, why

and so what of blooming exotically”

Were you all artisans of words in another life time?

                            --Bonnie Thompspon Enes