Real or Reality
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Blank screen
Without it on I notice
The screech owl cooing in the dark quiet morning woods
The flimsy barrier of the screen door no resistance to the sound
And as the slightest hint of indigo
Begins to change the morning sky
Before any touch of golden sun appears
The barred owl also makes herself known
Echoing through the damp and still dark forest
As the dark, silent screen of the television
Reflects back to me my position
on the couch with morning tea
I can hear the faint content purr of Tom Cat
And feel his soft fur against my thigh
A small warm spot on this mild
Late summer morning
Another day beginning
As the golden enters the sky
A gentle breeze briefly causes the heavy dew to rain down
To the driveway from large leaves nearly ready to fall
With the spark of morning sun begins a chorus
First one loud clear voice above the constant din of katydid treble
Announcing the day has begun
Dozens more follow until the entire house and yard is filled with beginning
No power button just powerful.
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(An Idyll Poem)
Image from public domain
A Picture and a Poem 