oh the out house
too far in the winter
too near in the summer
Near Yet Far
One Of Two
each circle self distinct
bark barrier between
but time and proximity
merge two into one
In Community We Nestle Together
like kernels on the cob
our places distinguished
by proximity to each other
Proximity
missive
from the future
fall’s imminence
Our Close Proximity
the storm
an instruction
of togetherness
Gathered Together
our purpose
ordained by proximity
to one another
Everything In Its time
everyone’s fledged
the nest rests
as apples ripen
Adaption
in the small space
between them
grew accommodation of others
Together
nothing in common
but proximity of place
root enough for community
Distance’s Proximity to Closeness
in the distance runs the town
while I tend my quiet surrounds