Things Undone


The birds sense winter coming this morning.

Sparrows flutter, fight and search the eaves

for hiding places from the next season.

Blue jays, cardinals, chickadees, all anxiously feeding,

reminding me of things still left undone.



​This  year was the summer that wasn’t.

Circumstances made the months pass us unnoticed

It was a Southern hemisphere season here.

A winter landscape when summer was due.

Our world’s axis tilted from the sun.