(Day 4) Flying High

They must be looking down

at our home from the sky

when they pause suddenly

for a few seconds.

Studying our chimney

and the smoke lingering out

off like breadcrumbs.

Our garden

and our shed

with drilling making the ground

sound like a earthquake

was happening.

Your brother's car

and trailer

which have been there

since last Christmas,

and your pond

which next door's cat

keeps visiting

frustrated with the 

constant nets,

arrow driven

flying high with her tapping.

(Day 4 of Napwimino asked for something with a spaceship feel. This piece however came froma  conversation with a friend of Ireland recently who recently described a incident about low flying birds which stopped midair going past their house which was near enough a spaceship for me - lol)