Flapping wings in the corner
As the branches outside bend and wave
An optical illusion dove
Perched on the wall above
The baseboard. Triangle of light
Above shoes entertains
While unable to take to the skies
Like its living cousins just
Beyond the window.
Standing erect, but bereft of company
Ocean blue above, sparkling, shifting grains below
Solitary palm- reprieve from an unrelenting burn.
Hair spilt over the basin lip pools
in the covered sanctuary for predator and prey to
drop instinctual baggage and cordially drink.