i was going to call it butterfly alley
so many flying past and how they rise up over the fence
and down to the veggies, then
back to the lilac
my heart beats as i watch
how do they fly
how how how
the sundog was big overhead
i need to walk more everyday
an hour goes part too quickly, and
the glint of the iridescent back of the bug
reminds me of the ant with the finger
nail clipping, meeting other ant on the way
glinty
sunny sundog
butterflies pear petals down
tumbling thoughts, giving
breathing, being part
