Sounds from today

        I wish in the city of your heart
you would let me be the street
where you walk when you are most
yourself. I imagine the houses:
It has been raining, but the rain
is done and the children kept home
have begun opening their doors.

Robley Wilson

 

Little Dog's Rhapsody In The Night by Mary Oliver

 

He puts his cheek against mine
and makes small, expressive sounds.
And when I’m awake, or awake enough 

he turns upside down, his four paws
  in the air
and his eyes dark and fervent. 

“Tell me you love me,” he says. 

“Tell me again.” 

Could there be a sweeter arrangement? Over and over
he gets to ask.
I get to tell.

Dawn Revisited by Rita Dove

 

Imagine you wake up

with a second chance: The blue jay

hawks his pretty wares

and the oak still stands, spreading

glorious shade. If you don't look back,

the future never happens.

How good to rise in sunlight,

in the prodigal smell of biscuits -

eggs and sausage on the grill.

The whole sky is yours

to write on, blown open

to a blank page. Come on,

shake a leg! You'll never know

who's down there, frying those eggs,

if you don't get up and see.