aegis

back porch
warped boards
undulate as if to sprout
and skyward grow again
reek of rot & regeneration 
the wicker chair
gives way just a bit
and sways as you sit 
and you stretch away
from the ashtray grime
concreted to the table beside 
by rain that fell and dried
and fell and dried again
unprotected by the aegis
of the trees umbrella
dappled by shadows
of Spanish oak
in the muggy sun
you sweat and soak