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Coming Home (blue,green,grey, and orange) – a poem

July 26, 2011 at 7:07 am

Folded in my arms

the orange cat endures

uncomfortable squeezes

ridiculously high-pitched

love calls

thirty seconds longer

when he hasn’t seen me

walk through the door

since the day before

his wet food

in the bowl

beside the refrigerator

became

ant-infested

Three days away from home

and the yellow-headed cockatiel

allows me extra smooches

on his silky gray belly

blurts a combination

whistle-squawk

and flies to the bookshelf

when he’s had enough

The wee parrot

with next to no green feathers

plays ventriloquist

from across the room

our secret sound

from his tiny beak

travels in the form of

an elongated kiss

in the dark

where he pokes his tiny head

out of the camouflage

pup tent

dangling from

cage ceiling

The cyan blue devil bird

whose beauty is the only reason

she still lives here

parrots her green brother

vying for my index finger

which she will bite

to punish me for

sharing my affection

with lesser creatures.

Wilted plants

scream in their silent plant way

that it’s time

I got back

Water please

The now green poinsietta

still asking

how it ended up

in ninety-five degree weather

on someone’s

windy terrace

in the tropics

Sugar ants

are having a free for all

in the kitchen

ignoring me

I move slowly this

Monday morning

readying myself

for routine

surrounded by

blue

green

gray

and orange

packages

of sweetness

making my re-entry

soft

manageable

possible

less sad.

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