Rusty Hinge by Barbara Billey

 Rusty Hinge Barbara Billey, Photographer

Rusty Hinge

dew   illusive this Spring morning

even as first buds arrive on the magnolia

a hint of lime green sprouting in the garden

shy from the shiver of steel sky cold.

i go outside anyway ----- escape the cloister

in a midnight blue parka

my head encased in a neon green toque

hands wrapped in hot pink mittens.

I can walk and breathe //// feel brisk 

slap my cheeks

movement from the rusty hinge 

of my aging body praying

mantis on the horizon of warmth to come.

Barbara Billey 25 Mar 26