Standing guard
at lakeside, totem
for whoever
noticed, carved
by time and weather,
perch for tired snowbirds
who escaped just in
the nick of time,
a giant's cane for
doing soft shoe with
grey thunder
in the background,
startling the resting
mortal on the grass below
but offering a respite
from the brightness
of the sun.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2015
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