By Sonya Robinson
Noon
Three sunbaked dogs
Resting in the dirt
Cool beneath our house
Comrades looking out
The next attack on life.
Afternoon
Brain dead … locked head
Hanging arms ... stretched out legs
Statue still … heat crawling skin
Slow breeze sighs
Teases me … then is gone
I am left brain dead.
Evening
All I saw
You standing naked
In dull lights of shadow
Lean and strong … heart stopping
In a fast moving
Moment of shadows
Held breath
I waited.