Reckless Abandon

Waving through the trees
Olivia's tail swats flies.
What is she thinking?

 

The clouds are dancing
In front of the persistent sun--
Now gray! Now yellow!

Daisies on my lawn;
Chipmunks eating on my porch;
Where do I fit in?

 

 Chipmunk in birdhouse
Might think he's growing feathers
But he still can't fly.

Gray clouds threaten rain;
It's darker by the minute;
New birds on the porch.

 

 Against the gray mist
Lone bird sits on the high wire--
Black dot in the sky.

Carpet of flowers
Strewn on the road by the tree--
Reckless abandon.

Rhododendrons bloom
No more blossoms but water--
Ephemeral drops.

The old dry stream bed
Is now running with water;
Has forgot its thirst.

Sliding down the hill
Smarter than those who threw it:
Discarded slot fence.

They're three months early,
These plump September popper s,
In middle of June.

Courtesy of Sun

 

 A crisp June morning;
Bright sunshine beckons the day
And dapples my lawn.

 

 

With my BB gun
I take aim at the close squirrel
And miss at point blank!

 

A horse, pond and barn;
Is this Currier and Ives?
Right in my back yard!

Stream's disappearing
Under the vast greenery.
Soon, there'll be just sound.

Purple and yellow
Blend easily by the fence:
Blooms coexistence.

A patch of light blue
Illuminates the forest,
Courtesy of sun.

 

Hieroglyphics? Runes?
Messages stamped, cut or carved
In the patient pole.

Squashed mustard wrapper
From a nearby fast food joint,
Bestowed by moron.

Triumph of Clover!

 

Rhododendron's gone;
Just a few petals hanging
From the constant stems.

 

Balmy Spring morning
Brings back child memories
Of the end of school.

 

 

Transformer humming;
Two birds on wire meditate;
Rooster repeats crow.

 

 Stone in my sandal.
How the hell did it get there?
So small and so loud.

 

 A single daisy
Shines by the side of the road;
Partner to the sun.

 

Sunlight,  not water
Fills the ancient dry stream bed,
Which lies there dreaming.

 

Small patch of purple
Breathes its own light to the road;
Triumph of clover!

 

 Swift as a shadow
A black bear crosses the road;
Like a shadow--gone.

Home Without Homeless

 

 

 

 

Ready to walk now--
After oral surgery.
No pain--Arnica!

Late afternoon light
Cooler than the morning light.
The sun slowly leaves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The empty hole stares;
Never filled by bird or beast.
Home without homeless.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Gina and her Ghost
Sail across the verdant field:
White horse and mistress.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Six luminous leaves
Glow in late afternoon sun;
Farewell to the day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

School buses glide by,
Bright yellow like sunshine
(Or joy at school's end).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crossing the highway
Soft caterpillar risks all;
(But knows not his risk)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dandelion puffs
Float gently across the road--
Warm snowfall in June.