Gray clouds
clinging under the deck rail
a string of raindrops
what better morning
for intimacy?
Awake at two in the morning. Restless in bed until after five. Awake again, this time by Frank, at nine. Soon, listening to crow caws, sparrow and blue jay songs, the rustle of leaves in the wind, clanking pots, and Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody” below.
beside our window
glistening in rain drops
a Spruce
our embrace soaking in our jacuzzi awaiting rain
A reading morning. Mira’s unique salad for lunch. A second brew of fresh coffee. Pouring rain. A streak of lightening, and the thunder follows.
songbirds high fiving ourselves for canceling our hike
Smuggler’s Antique shop is as much an art gallery as a shop. Oil and watercolor landscapes of covered bridges, mountains, lakes and the Lamoille river cover one space. Posers of the 1980 Lake Placid games occupy another. Old promotions of Mount Mansfield skiing at Smugglers Notch; antiques of every variety; country décor furniture, including farm tables: this place has it all! After we peruse the second floor, I find a February 4, 1985 Time Magazine with Pope John Paul II (pre-canonization). It’s humbling to find goods from our lifetime on-sale as antiques!
sudden sunlight ahead in Jeffersonville more rain
A few groceries at Hanley’s general store, and we return to Smuggs. We just miss Frankie. Twenty minutes later, he exits the 2nd shuttle wearing his poncho. Always prepared!
relaxing at home a single seed floats under a clearing sky
Frankie wanted to go to GT Charlie’s dance party at the Fun Zone. When the party begins, he plays foosball with other kids. Stands around with his arms crossed. Plays 6-hole mini-golf. Anything but join in the party.
cool August night Ben and Jerry’s and the boys close it out
Photo by Ellen Auer
first published in Image Curve, August 8, 2019
for dVerse Poets Open Link Night (pubtended by Grace). The pub is open. Come join us!
and Real Toads Tuesday Platform (imagined by Sanaa Rizvi)
Frank J. Tassone 
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