dream ride

the image of the name
flashed like a flame
now it’s a shame
not to recall

where, how, who it is,
what was happening and why,
I should have awakened and made a note
and written it upon the sky

 

debris on Wild Sleep River moved on,
floated tumbling, passed while I dreamed,
whatever so concerned me then
is not so important now, as it had seemed 

 

 

at Tuesday, December 23, 2008 2 comnoments

recall if you will

 

since we moved a year ago

we added time ... it's now

an hour to get there.

following a long layoff due

to the virus and shutdown

 

we returned on a Saturday.

i knew before we arrived

that Monday is the day the

old regulars are all working,

 

and who we saw were the

new young fat girls that

are the new age of takeovers

that can be found now

 

waiting tables for the customers;

turning out to seek the old ways

of the restaurant with breakfast

served in kindness as they remember.

 

it's still noisy in there, but the

reflections in the mirrors on the walls

don't yield the same.  

i know ... i looked.

give some summer

 weather open up

give us just a cup

of rain this morning,

 then move on, please?

 

so when you're gone

i won't have to think about

filling up the yard with water,

not again, and you will, i know.

 

but now there's sun ... better than snow,  no doubt about it.

it is time for summer heat and we're ready.

 

i see two big, king robins strutting along.

they're working the yard over.

keeping their eyes on the possibilities

for snacks today.