Rabbit Dreams
©August 23rd, 2019
By Vijaya Sundaram
A rabbit, cool as a –
Stands in our yard, bold as –
And looks at me blank as –
I look back, mad as a –
(For it’s eating my yard)
Then laugh like a –
Because, I’m a figment of its –
Or maybe, it’s a pigment of mine.
My dog disagrees, and voices
Her loud opinion of this interloper
Who lopes, then hops into grass, and
Disappears, while the air stitches itself back
To seal the breach.
I find I don’t mind, not much.
I like this rabbit,
Its calm acceptance of its green wealth.
I wish for my life to be thus.
A flash in the grass,
Green dreaming, then a quick
Disappearance, with voice of my dog to carry me
Across a divide.
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