Today NaPoWriMo is looking for a riddle poem. I have never been good at solving riddles and I doubt I'll excel at writing one, either. But on a more positive note, I got a bunch of après being away stuff done today: preparing piles of paper to do with income tax, making some phone calls to sort of stuff that couldn't be sorted from Mexico, working on a poetry presentation I'm doing this Friday.
And here's a poem. Or, there will be a poem as soon as I write it. It may or may not be a riddle poem. Well okay, a riddle poem, then.
SIGNS OF A SEASON
Up, down, all around
you go, catching my eye
though I can't catch you.
You've been away, now you're back
haunting the places you discovered
when you were growing up—
polka dot shirt, burnt orange scarf,
a yard all to yourself,
no feline to torment you this year
as you flick berries off the bush
and hunker down, here today,
gone tomorrow, glad you're back.