An oasis in the city
There’s a tiny courtyard squeezed inside terrace walls
Where I sit and have coffee in a secret garden
And reflect on the mirrored wall
…and enjoy the serenity in every corner.
A trompe-l’oeil leads me to this secret oasis
Where a comatosed cat sleeps on a leafy wall
And a semi-comatosed Pumpkin watches from above!
Here the doves are silent …
And if I am very quiet, I can hear water trickling
As I drink in the details
And envy the soporific life of its owners
Rahni and Taz…
For theirs is anything but a dog’s life
Hidden amongst the petunias and nasturtiums!