October 26, 2021

My Bedroom Windows Are Never Closed


My bedroom windows are never closed

I won’t miss a moment of nature

Every season full of sights and sounds

My blanket layers always in flux.


Spring brings the early birds’ dawn chorus

April showers and peepers return

Vixens cry for their mates in the dark

My bedroom windows are never closed


Lightning bugs blink against summer screens

Katydids sing from oak tops at night

Cicada buzz loudly fills warm days

I won’t miss a moment of nature


Great horned, barred and screech hoots fill fall nights

Sun rises reveal jewel-toned forest

Southbound Canada geese honk above

Every season full of sights and sounds


Woodpeckers tap winter’s leafless trees

Moon shadows dance from a clear night sky

Woodstove heat meets snowflakes drifting down

My blanket layers always in flux.


A cascade poem

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