My Green Home
By Ella Taran and Kristi DePaul
Crows caw in the wind
Unnamed birds sing to us
From the thorned bushes
Rose bushes that sway
In the light of the day
A light breeze tickles
the tall grasses
Houses stood up on either side of the bay
Sailboats with towering masts
stand before us
A hummingbird motors by
on its quest for nectar
Jagged rows of evergreens
reach for the heavens
as dawn descends
A seaplane rumbles overhead
Sticky mud makes a marsh beside the lake
We look astonished while listening
to birdsong
Somewhere, a woman sips her steaming coffee
A small boy playfully waits for the end of the day,
climbing and jumping
A man speaks into a screen to a person
thousands of miles from here,
with love in his eyes
Flower island nearby
full of leaves and weeds
Tangly bushes hug
while swaying in the wind
A breeze flies beneath
kissing the meadows;
the indigenous island
is preparing for guests.