Roof Drums

Painted parrots border the ceiling,

expensive rubber roof

drums under rain,

sweet smoke of pecan wood

rises and reflected flickerings

play shadow puppet on the Persian-

Iranian carpet.

Home has moved indoors

for a season,

at brightest noon maybe

a cup of tea at the covered pool,

Saturday we'll gain back that hour

that would've helped me

at the bank.

Elections, play-offs,

birthdays, pumpkins,

short calendar, long

blankets, hour by hour

the breath draws closer

to frost. We don't rub our hands

together just to pray,

but we do pray.