FIRST DAY OF SPRING

to the doves remaking their nest

outside the kitchen

and who flip out

every time I open the window

i say chill freakazoids

to the young environmentalist

who referred to me as

        a boomer

i say 

        excuse me

                    missy

i am generation X

and will thank you just

to remember that

to my dogs who will not stop barking

at coyotes and delivery trucks

with equal fury i say

keep it up

to Solaima I say

stand by:

the poem is on its way

to everybody else 

thrashing around in the whole end-of-days

scenario

 i say:

don't have a hyper-spaz

it hasn't even started yet