BY KATHERINE ADLAM
Copyright is held by the author.
Wind tousles my hair,
softly pats my cheeks
with little cat paws,
nudging me gently back
into the deck chair.
As the afternoon heat.
ebbs and flows,
capricious wind tugs
at my writing paper.
Foam stirred
by the breeze in a
frenzy floats against
the shore.
The oak curls back its leaves.
At each gust
the tall pines
dust the clouds
as they drift by.
The cedar trees with nervous fingers
hold their lacy skirts aloft.
The wind twirls the trees.
stirs the waves
and brushes our cottage
as it rushes up and over.
The flag cracks in the breeze
as I sit and wait
for the slap of the tin boat
on the water.
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Katherine Adlam is a retired teacher, picture book writer, and poet from Peterborough, Ontario. She has had pieces published in The Muskoka Magazine and The Toronto Globe and Mail and one poem published in an anthology from the University of Maine.
