[stylist] something different

[Chris Kuell]

Today is a beautiful day in Connecticut, sunny and about 60 degrees, so I decided to take my pac Mate outside and see what happened. This is the result.

 

Sitting Under a Sycamore Tree

 

By Chris Kuell

 

I'm sitting under a Sycamore tree

Off in the distance I hear children playing at recess

Run Jenny run

You're it

Ashes, ashes, we all fall down

 

I'm sitting under a Sycamore tree

Listening to the insects

Imagining the praying mantis sawing away at the wasp in its clutches

The wasp licking the honey off the tongue 

of the bee it just killed 

 

I'm sitting under a Sycamore tree

Remembering my mother-in-law

So sick at the end she couldn't speak

My wife's mournful sobs

Glad that I'm blind

 

I'm sitting under a Sycamore tree

Listening to a book

'Pilgrim at Tinker Creek'

Sun on my face

Living in the present

I can't help but smile

 

I'm sitting under a Sycamore tree

Trying to find the words

For a letter to a friend whose husband recently died

Dear Janet

Procrastinating

 

I'm sitting under a Sycamore tree

Dancing with the muse

Glad to be alive

 

23 Feb 2012