Still-Life

I am watching the leaf jiggle
Jigging alone in the still bush.
It looks like those fast forward videos
When a still camera records a field of flowers
As time passes.
They jiggle
Jigging along with the clouds
Which stripe over head.
But this evening the clouds are a dusty muff
Coddling a sleeping baby moon
And only the leaf jiggles
Jigging alone in the still bush.
I am jiggling
And jigging along
Under stars that do not stripe
And shaking in a wind
That only blows me.

April 12th, 2006.