Afternoon Deities




















quiet yellow of autumn afternoon,

kitten curled upon lap, soft sweet rebel.

whiskers twitch, absurd dreams of flight,

humming, purring gentle, rhythmic thrills.

asparagus fern stands by attentively,

feathery fronds swaying, delicately green,


tranquility base.

gentle breezes whisper secrets loud and clear.

atop distant yellowing cottonwood,

raven caw-caws. voice shadowy, deep, wise,

gleaming, dark sentinel

casually observes with all-knowing eyes.


on distant horizon, solitary man wanders,

lost in familiar places,

seeking solace in Huachuca’s embrace,

upon mountains where wild things roam.

each living moment a thread spinning,

weaving into tapestry of life.


a cat, a fern, a raven in flight,

man, searching for ethereal answers.

in the warmth of this place,

finding peace, accompanied by dreams,

wilderness and nature’s whispers granting release.

all is reconciled within the heart of the world.





© 2025 Bruno Talerico  


Stafford challenge day thirteen.

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