A Helping Hand (haibun)

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Laptop on my knees, I sit, red-socked feet against the heater, slurping from a mug with no handle, held between the palms of both hands. In an impossibly blue sky, the sun sits low, slanting light through slit blinds across the wall, striping the apples in the bowl.

reading --

in the absence of birds

windchimes

The cat pokes his head around the door, sniffs the air, then melts through the gap of shadow-door space.  Padding across the floorboards he is momentarily diverted by a scent only he can discern.  Satisfied, he licks his right paw, wipes his face and walks under my chair.  .... I am distracted, lying on a blanket in a poppy field a world away, your face smiling at me, blocking out the sun....  The cat moves to my right, strains his neck to see past my knee, a tail twitch, and he jumps, sees the computer, does a hesitant, mid-air, half-turn flip, missing the mark. 

Grappling air on the way down, a gloved paw slaps my laptop.

Surpising us both

‘Mozilla Help’ pops up.

~~~ 

©Regina Piroska (Gina)

published Simply Haiku 2006 V4#4

ed: Robert Wilson