there's
a woodpecker
knocking
at the door
seems
like it's time
to
get up and see what's up
it's
been a couple days
since
the flat roof dried out
until
then it was a birdbath
waiting
for a baptism
some
of the trees on the ridge
have
fallen in to each other
not
quite ready to throw away
the
winter crutches
i'm
waiting a few more days
until
the trail dries out
or
until the woodpecker
knocks
again
a
sudden pass through storm
the
other day got a pair of hawks
up
and soaring just above the treetops
the
dog barked and scared away the deer
and
other mammals
i
told you what i know
please
don't ask me for the latin
---
e b bortz
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