A woman walking a dog.
Two boys on a bench, alone with their smart phones.
A white feather flickering in a puddle full of blue.
A spiritual guide who’s seen it all before.
An vacant cottage, friends moved away.
An apple tree shedding its load.
A red van, lift maintenance.
A cloud laden with rain.
A dog mangled chick.
A shadow stalking grief.
An empty house.
This is all I have to give.
Are you feeling it yet?
When will it be enough?