Earliest Autumn in Georgia.
Her cool breeze relieves, comforts,
The three dogs exhausted from morning play.
Coffee for me as Billy Idol dances with himself.
“Sweat, sweat, sweat!”
No, Billy, we’re done with that until May.
Instead, I’ll watch the dogs.
I’ll drink this coffee,
And I’ll watch my world renew itself.
© CGT, 2017.
Obol is a poet and an infrequent writer of prose.