The Hermit Observes

Living alone, monkish, I’ve no need
to lock my doors against the coming night.
The birds of Spring nest where they please,
iris and peony coming near.
The neighbor’s cat, my only visitor,
uses my fresh turned garden.
Across the flood plain headlights blink
between the trees on off on off going home.

Ben Onachila is a trail runner, avid gardener and reader. He is the author of two chapbooks with the Orchard St. Press, Homecoming and Anubis Stands Close By. His poems have most recently appeared in Quiet Diamonds, Creosote, Abandoned MIne, Heart, and are forth coming in Trajectory. He lives in Pisgah Forest, N.C.