The chattering of the elders
echoing across the chasm
the green space, the yard
the chattering of the elders
a debate, a protest,
high up in the treetops
in the silence of the storm
no clouds visible
but the wind a gale
a murmuring above me
the debate swirling, rejoining
moving beyond this space
like a stamping herd of mustangs
melting into the forest
beyond our yard.
August 31, 2020
the chattering of the elders
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