7/30/2022 – I wait for the rain

I wait for the rain
Standing on the dry grasses
Breathing the arid breeze

And though I will hide from it
And though its gloom weighs upon me
I wait for the rain

7/29/2022 – a haiku

A lily’s wilting
While another starts to bloom
Both of such color

My wife is in meetings all day
From the moment the sun says g’day
I’d like to say “Hey! Let’s go walk, this is cray!”

But my wife is in meetings all day

I sweat under a blazing sun
And a heat of the moment yet hotter

Bury me in books
There between words I will lie
E’er adventuring

I walk along the sandy brook
And listen to the water’s song
As hidden toads upon me look
And in the shallows, minnows throng

And there amidst that wilder noise
I hear an eerie melody
One singing of the simple joys
Of standing there in nature, free

With my eyes to the willow branches
Swaying in the wind
And my feet on the soft mosses
That fill the spaces between the grass blades

I breathe in
And breathe out
The swirling scents of a summer evening

Untroubled by the noise beyond the trees

It is in waters
That I find worldly wisdom
And in brief-lived blooms

When I was lost amongst the reeds
With mud between my toes
I saw before me that which feeds
The world’s most troubling woes

It took the form of a man bright
With words as fine as silk
Whose power lay in verbal might
To lead those of his ilk

But there amongst the reeds I saw
His feet were muddy too
And his facade for me did thaw
Revealing what was true:

His pow’r was false, his words a trick
Aimed t’ward some lesser mind
His muddy feet were poised to kick
People not of his kind

In sitting ‘pon the whitecap cloud
I ride the summer’s breeze
By autumn undeterred, unbowed
I cross to far-off seas