A thrasher knocks a bumble bee out of the air
and duels with it until the bee is dead and eaten.
The grizzled Russian men play chess
and grumble about their stale fortune cookies.
Someone’s young daughter places an origami crane
on a stray dog’s nose.
A bus lowers itself with a great whoosh
to ease sidewalk access for the elderly with canes & walkers.
A yiddish accent recounts her loss for words
when she first saw the Grand Canyon from Bright Angel Lodge.
Two navy officers talk about a war
three hundred years in the history books.
On my park bench, I wait for my father to come along.
He is twenty-seven years in the grave.
Punctual as always, his ghost arrives.
We chat corn futures and the trade war’s effects on farms.
copyright © 2019 Kenneth P. Gurney