I sit on the new mown grass,
even though it’s hard to get back up,
because the smell is intoxicating.
The maple tree I rest my back against
is wide, sturdy, and rigid.
I watch, as the dog listens.
Runs.
Turns on a dime.
He is in his element -
the sheep are his focus,
the man’s voice, his guide.
The sheep are on a full run.
Away. Come bye. Walk on. That’ll do.
Resting, panting, watching,
Waiting for the next time to go to work
and fly like the wind.
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 6:55 AM UTC
I sit on the new mown grass,
even though it’s hard to get back up,
because the smell is intoxicating.
The maple tree I rest my back against
is wide, sturdy, and rigid.
I watch, as the dog listens.
Runs.
Turns on a dime.
He is in his element -
the sheep are his focus,
the man’s voice, his guide.
The sheep are on a full run.
Away. Come bye. Walk on. That’ll do.
Resting, panting, watching,
Waiting for the next time to go to work
and fly like the wind.