I sat out today when the monsoon stirred the air
its wild whip breath of dragons
startling in intensity
I breathed the fresh washed air
studied the runes of stones
kicked up by the dog
watched planes climb into clouds
heading out west into the setting sun
dusk winds sway cottonwoods
like ballgowns descending a staircase
somewhere out there a big dog barks ferociously
its fur rainslick in someone’s backyard
I could be in the quiet behind the house
but the oak keeps whispering lines from old movies
while the rain water rises from everything to rejoin the air
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