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.

~

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.

~

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?

~

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.

~

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.

~

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.

~

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?

~

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.

~

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?

~

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.

~

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.

~

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.

~

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.

~

At eighty-three I’m

thankful I have yet to be

taken to the dump.

Our government is

playing a fiddle while

our natural world burns.

~

Nero runs amok

while the Senate and the House

fiddle their bits in private.

Hades has nothing

on Virginia this weekend!

Stay inside. Avoid brimstone.

~

And listening to

a devil who wants to steal

your independence.

It’s early morning

and the yard is alive with

squirrels, rabbits, birds, and bees.

~

And as darkness falls

the forest reverberates

with the chorus of tree frogs.

When limits are reached,

the choices are to fight back

or surrender to misuse.

~

Fighting the good fight

against bad people takes skill,

savvy, and strong will.

A snake slithered out

from a vent on the floor. Like

Trump the snake, he uses vents.

~

It’s not where he is

but rather how he got there

that underlines the problem.

Though necessity,

somehow, gets all the credit,

invention’s the real mother.

~

Invention gives birth

to many offspring. When they’re

good, they’re very, very good…

It’s a waiting game.

Will it rain or will it not?

Only time will tell.

~

Time tells the same tale,

regardless the audience;

Someday rain will come.