Flash of vermillion against
shiny black feathers — they pick
their way through the water-logged fields,
Chirps and songs and calls loud enough
for all to hear. A late spring chorus,
with accompaniment by frogs.
Purple swaying in the afternoon breeze. Tiny
blooms heavily scented with the smell
of warm promises to come on summer days — of backyard cookouts and kayaking and
hikes through the Curecanti wilderness.
Soft, big ears twitch and you see
a rabbit — quick and nimble — nibble
at your sunset-orange pansies. Sitting on
your porch, breath in the warm June
air of the Gunnison Valley and be content.