The Partial Dodger

You know the pain is coming,
But you won’t deal with it now,
Since it’s not wholly here yet.

Coward. And so, what of it?
The day is blue and brilliant.
Seems appropriate to you,

Who think you are those things, too.
What’s next? Leap into the air
Like a cartoon character,

No. You tried that years ago.
Stay grounded. Drive to the pond
While you still can. Watch the waves.

There’s the peregrine falcon,
Right now, right there, against wind.
Nothing more belongs in air.