My heart fluttered twice today
Seriously..
Not like the bright yellow warbler, that comes to my window daily,
whom I have come to love
By name…
But more like the blue jay squawking and stealing cat food at dawn
It was a deep smokey feeling more like a wet chiminea
After it has sat too long for a season and you try to light
It back up. I hope it is just my usual restlessness stirring.
But I suspect it is more like my dog’s slipped disc,
Something you have to learn to live with that is.
A fluttering heart, which still soars like a hawk’s would
Want to, but sputters and coughs out a few jokes
when overwhelmed by life’s cacophonous rhythms.