The Song of the Old Tower
By Lisa Vihos – Sheboygan Poet Laureate
The wind whistles
through vacant windows
and a verdant vine
climbs the old tower.
Two hawks glide across
the blue dance floor
of the sky, sailing high
to the tune the tower makes.
The birds know there are seeds
clustered in the vine
and they will pause here
to rejuvenate.
If only
I could sing like the tower
when a cold wind
fills my ancient hollow.
Lisa Vihos
First appeared in The Solitary Plover, summer 2023