12/31/2023
Sage-Stained Mosaic: Echoes of Greenwood
When the day's time runs out and goes dark, I see
A modest ranch-like structure hemmed in careworn grape stake fencing.
Crack-laden blacktop, its hollows and fissures, each colored with a story in hues of wear and tear.
The discerning rooster weather vane, poised atop the pinnacle, overseeing the state of the venerable shake-top roof.
The sprawling mulberry tree casts its expansive shadows, its roots and canopy establishing an undisputed reign over the verdant landscape below.
A perennially fractured spring, and when unbarred, the weighty wooden door leaned askew, beckoning the support of a sturdy pole.
A door welcomed without a window, only a leftward crank casement, frosted and ajar—its position then inherent to the architecture.
Landmark piping with rustic finished capping dangles a box with slanted and reflective gold-trimmed numerals.
Diorama of a matchbox, discreetly nestled in the bottom left corner hill, the languid water hose beneath the unkempt hedge beseeching the touch of a rake... while the Setter frolics.
These impressions of black and white are brought to life through mosaic memories of sage-painted wood and combined for the exterior essence of Greenwood Place.
