Middle

wait in the field

 dull days are omnipresent anyway.

rubbing against me something happened to humor

mine. It was dropped on the floor.

 

kicked once or twice

scratched through days of research.

have you felt well about the Significance 

of testing and  the competence of complicance? 

 

daily songs in  my memory

remind me, which is strange.

i have a good imagination.

when nothing else works remember to smile.

Want to know

 what we have learned 

 tell me soon

what it is

so impossible to hold 

  I've seen it.  

do you recall?

do make a note.

who is the answer

 

 

 

draw the bow.   quickly.

drop creek

 you've got to wathch carefully on the edges 

walking there required atention.

and balance yourself carrying coffee.

easy does it.  patch in a line

fly away wren.

coffee; this morning over a cup i see

trees, many ... the thick of the woods.

overall quiet again in the glen.

nary a soul about.

September has silently launched fall season.

we'll wait for the color in the trees.

seems we have two months from start to finish.

 a while to go, that's good reason.

 

 

no grip

 there is no grip.

tell me now 

did you feel the earth  slip?

who is holding our system together.  

 

oh, i recall delightful water falls in other years when 

weather and foliage were in harmony.

 one follows the other. watch seasons unfold.

the story will be told.

but it's not yet October.

we can fold over,

now wait the leaves to color

dry fields and trees.