Backyard philosophyA Poem by Jon RoggieIt allows time for contemplation. Simple surroundings leave the mind at ease, safe to drop the barriers, and let my thoughts run free. Scrub-jays chase the cats, protecting the freshly hatched. Scolding the mockingbirds in the tree next door, mirroring apartments down the road. Rose managed to grow through the fence, leaving the others behind, reminiscent of some who made it beyond another wall, and there is always another one. Dissenting neighbors, each a mind run rampant, fight their battles, while they smile at those on the other side. I decorate the yard. Still image of the swirl in my mind. Constant growth among the evergreen, Study of the life amongst the milkweeds. Beliefs echo the wind, growing, changing. All of this while I tinker with an old barbeque grill, seeing a change in its future. © 2020 Jon RoggieReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 2, 2020 Last Updated on February 2, 2020 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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