Driving in driving

rain around crazy drivers

challenges a saint’s patience.

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Even in the best

weather, crazy drivers drive

everyone insane.

Time stops for no one,

I know, but sometimes it seems

to go way too fast.

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Those fleeting moments

are, most often, filled with joy

leaving sorrow to dawdle.

About the doldrums;

becalmed winds and heavy rains

describes both weather and mood.

~

Sometimes the gentle

breeze of contentment wafts

through and dispels the doldrums.

I’m sure our pets talk

among themselves about how

difficult humans can be.

~

Cats plot our demise

but dogs, seeing the downside,

advocate for some restraint.

Two sips of coffee

brewed in coal-town tap water

disrupted my gut for days.

~

Perhaps that darkened

brew was designed to give you

a sense of local flavor.

His tirades and rants

remind me of a spoiled,

self-centered seventh grader.

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You’re too generous!

Seventh graders rant and rave

but they’re far more erudite.

Pointless turf battles

seem to be the stock and trade

of uncivil civic groups.

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When power becomes

more important than service

pointless battles thrive.

The temperature dropped

and our air conditioner

chose to go on strike.

~

With luck it will have

all it’s grievances redressed

before the heat gets turned up.

After all the fun,

punctuated by hard work,

we prepare to hit the road.

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And when you’re back home

the dogs will rejoice.

Life without you is no fun.

Enjoying the last

few hours of sunniness

before rainy days and nights.

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From the other side…

Hotels A/C is broken…

One more day in formalwear!

How can one disturb

a sleepy airline pilot

with a vespers lullaby?

~

Something a bit more

rousing would probably be

a more appropriate choice.

Wanting to be king,

he’s now the bigly king of

Republican La La Land.

~

Like Midas of old,

he is soon to discover

some blessings can be a curse.

Where does the time go

when we are so busy we

fail to note it’s passing by?

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Time disappears when

we’re kidnapped by busyness

and tied up with tasks.

We can’t see around

the corner and we often

don’t see what’s right here.

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Some circumspection,

essential to modern life,

can’t eclipse the here and now.

As I drive westward

endless meaningless missives

Flash past my heads-up display.

~

The scenery provides

wordless wonder and needed

information when we look.

Yesterday I searched 

everywhere, but my fellow

poet had dropped out of sight.

~

Yesterday I searched

everywhere, for things to pack

leaving me no time to write.

Packing for travel

breeds exceptional discord

even in the most caring.

~

It can be tempting

to pack it all in but it’s

best to think again.

A small bird nibbles

on the seed the larger birds

chose to leave behind.

~

Seems Reaganomics

ain’t just for Republicans

but applies to all bird brains.

Language barriers

quite summarily sundered.

Cudo’s to translation apps.

~

Would that we had apps

simple enough to sunder

our divisive speech.

The flowers, bushes,

trees, (and sadly the weeds), all

perked up after all the rain.

~

Rain and CO2

Along with ample sunshine

perk up all our floral friends.

Kicking hornets’ nests

surely riles those guys up.

After that, expect the sting.

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We all know a guy

in Washington who could learn

from this example.

I can’t say I danced

in the rain, but I can say

I didn’t complain.

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Dancing in the rain

may not be in vogue just now

but it beats swimming in sweat.

What is this I’ve done:

volunteered to lend a hand

or set myself up to fail?

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Heart’s in the right place

and that’s what matters the most.

Hands will do the best they can.

He’s sleepwalking through

his days and is turning ours

into a nightmare.

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A gift of a sword

yields either dreams or nightmares

depending on your intent.

How can we show them

when their eyes are screwed tight shut

out there in the “Show Me” State?

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When they can’t afford

food or medical care, they

might see how they have been screwed.

It takes many days

of rain to cool July’s heat.

It seems help is on the way.

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Rain brings stickiness,

soupy air that’s hard to breathe,

and kills curls on every head.

As summer heats up,

we go burning down the road

chasing chilling adventures.

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Some of us stay home

and have wild adventures

with an overactive mind.

It’s too late for him

to have a heart transplant, but

maybe truth serum would help.

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A TRANSPLANT implies

he once had one there before.

Truth is there’s no evidence.

I am at that age,

much like an old classic car:

mechanic on retainer.

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At eighty-three I’m

thankful I have yet to be

taken to the dump.