2014/sheds

I sit in the porch swing
until the autumn breeze
drives me in,
warmer outside today than
inside.
I read about sheds,
places for the self,
trying to overlook the
accumulation of greasy dirt
neglected in the summer heat,
the rose bushes struggling
to survive the drought.
And seek inspiration
in photos of rooms
where women work alone
painting or gardening,
making pottery or baskets,
letting inspiration seep in.