Plush black and white tuxedo feline
Fountain of whiskers, amber eyes blink, blink, blinking
I sip sweet organic Gumitindo while reading the new york times
it’s the first spring morning without you on the patio, curled up
like a comma drowsing under trailing trumpet vines
squirrels chatter, flickers tap, tappity, tapping
crabapple tree blossoms, a sweet pink canopy
It’s the first spring morning without you on the patio, curled up
a bold comma between the film reviews and the style section
sweet lavender hyacinths blossom like tiny starfish, my tea cup
cools under azure skies, remembering your baritone purr a perfect punctuation
robins flutter, perch, hop, chuckle, and chirrup
recalling your legs stretched like stilts, wooly tail swish, swishing
the first spring without you on the patio in the early morning, once a pleasant constancy
Bio: Meg Spencer serves Aims faculty as an instructional coach, creating, curating, and developing workshops and conferences, to help teachers bring their best to our students. Her teaching background includes English and Literature. Her writing muse typically takes her to the world of non-fiction and poetry. She compares writing to truth seeking, constantly under revision.