I can’t bring myself

to dwell in anger or grief

for events decades ago.

~

What can we learn from

our fear based reactions to

those past heart wrenching events?

The morning light on

rain soaked trees – a wet welcome

to a bright, sparkling day.

~

Hopeful harbinger

to the coming icy rime

of November’s frost-clad limbs.

Great expectations

inevitably result

in crushing disappointment.

~

Sometimes, but sometimes,

like with the first moon landing,

those expectations paid off.

At dinner tonight

Knox explained to me his plight.

He’s a young dog and I’m old.

~

Grant him your blessing

to galavant with others

so he’ll not abandon you.

When will people learn?

There are things you just don’t stop

without great transition plans.

~

Transitions occur.

Sometimes we have a chance to

plan for them and sometimes not.

Oh, wee fox, it’s night

and not the time to be in

the road looking for dinner.

~

Dining on the road

Is never recommended…

for neither beasts nor humans.

Bowling with brothers

over a pitcher of brew

is what family’s all about.

~

Being together

no matter what’s brewing does

strengthen family bonds.

I know life’s not all

butterflies and hummingbirds,

but it was for me today.

~

Toil and sweating

were more today’s cup of tea

over here, ‘round my abode.

When you swim in seas

of ulterior motives

how do you recognize sharks.?

~

Seldom do they look

like sharks. They often come dressed

in bikinis and loincloths.

This rain was a breath

of cool air at a time when

it was most needed.

~

Any change is good

when facing humidity

nearing ninety-nine percent.

Anticipation

is often much more painful

than reality.

~

“Before Spaces” are

hard to occupy when they’re

filled with dark imaginings.

September begins,

but there’s no end to doldrums,

compliments of the virus.

~

Whirlwinds come to pass,

innocence can never last,

wake me when September ends.

Again, the decisions

we would never chose to make

open doors to the future.

~

Often we opt for

the unsatisfying known

until life closes that door.

Though they dine amidst

plenty they still manage to

squabble over crumbs.

~

These entrenched beliefs

about resource scarcity,

do us all a disservice.

When what we observe

wars with leaders’ assertions

can we trust our gut?

~

When our gut and eyes

and heart are in agreement,

they’re the leaders we can trust.

We can easily

squander precious time fearing

things that never come to pass.

~

Fear is the dragon

hiding in our hearts and minds

waiting to consume our souls.

One person’s ways feel

much like someone else’s means

if life’s a zero-sum game.

~

If one person’s ways

and the other person’s means

are honored, it’s a win-win.

If we’re on one side

of a closed door and our dog

is on the other – sad whines.

~

When there’s food at hand

forlorn looks and some barking

will soon replace the whining.

Why is it I see

these surrealistic trees

in every spiraled wire?

~

Some would say it’s just

because you’re wired to be

an inspiraling artist.

As the sun slips from

behind the whitening clouds,

my spirits rise in greeting.

~

Cloudy skies convey

endless emotional range

ever changing day to day.

You can’t avoid them,

all those uncomfortable parts,

of this adventure called life.

~

No adventure is

without uncomfortable parts,

but in the end it’s worth it.

What dreams await your

sleepy head, I do not know,

but may they be sweet.

~

I have no response

To your salient wisdom,

Saccharine to its very core.

Time’s hasty passage

is mimicked in the rumble

and flash of sudden monsoons.

~

And time’s slow passage

is mimicked in the drizzle

of gray, rainy afternoons.

Everything changes

but when things are going well

we strongly resist.

~

Some resist even

when everything is peachy;

folks can be cussed that way.

Wind, rain, and thunder;

tangibles suffuse the sky

recharging our batteries.

~

Gives us energy

enough to prepare for a

possible loss of power.

This crazy weather

provokes even butterflies

to show their dark side.

~

Some things just defy

even my dark fantasies;

evil butterflies are one.

It’s a conundrum,

this intermittent voltage

shocking me through the door frame.

~

It’s a conundrum,

this intermittent nighttime

rain that we have to weather.

How many rainy

days or nights can nature squeeze

in this hot August?

~

Better to ask how

many gallons of rain can

August heat wring from clear skies.

On the Interstate…

outpaced by some dragonflies

and rodents on the shoulder.

~

Sounds like the slowness

allowed you to see some things

you otherwise would have missed.

Just once I’d like to

be as excited about

a frog as Knox is.

~

Some people thought they’d

found their prince and, like Knox,

they were hugely excited.