At Rocky Nook Park the pond relaxed
for no visiting narcissists had arrived.
Sea lions and dolphins encircled
San Miguel Island unchanged.
The volcano on Mauna Loa erupted
not one pelican blamed Pele.
Morgans, Appaloosas and Quarter Horses
cantered down Benson’s Pass then grazed.
At noon Stonetop Mountain’s shadow
crossed Deadman’s Valley.
On Highway 101, littered by vacant cars,
seagulls perched and contemplated.
Parrots, canaries and cockatiels sang not
longing for the Los Angeles Philharmonic.
Joan Canby worked for 30 years in Corporate America for Hughes Aircraft, General Dynamics, Ericsson, and Nortel Networks where she was a technical writer and then a project manager in training. Her poems have been published in California Quarterly, The Hawaiian Advertiser, Illya’s Honey, Texas Observer, Forces, Beginnings, New Voices, Cape Rock, Voices Project, Brevitas, Broken Plate, Main Street Rag and Thema.