saguaro cactus

 bad news.

petrifying is the pending

demise of the saguaro cactus.

forever symbolic of desert plant life.

a few years ago we walked

in the Sonoran desert, saw the saguaro while

going to see my daughter

warm sand out

open sky

dry, beautiful.

memorable 

Middle day

 Plain out. You know ?

Regularissima.  And this is satisfying.

Hits the regular button on the nose.

Don't  need a team of horses 

to direct this into the garage.

Park it ,,, mark it 

done for the day

still

 nothing. 

 it's impossible.

the leaves aren't moving.

not a breath.

inhalation exhalation takes 

more than's happening. 

large trees, little bushes, top to bottom

 nature's stiff out there good morning.

breath for me

and i on you

Now a small cardinal is moving

in the winterberry bush near the window.

back and forth all around.

constant hopper.

Okay he left.  

I saw a leaf move.

Slow but more to normal.

The day will make it.

Last week of August

 been thinking, putting time  together.

to notice where we are when i write a little.

so looking at poems can tell me how 

 often i am chopping one down.

i'll have a wack.   now it's quiet, nothing's

going on. 

 haven't figuered if this street

is going to grow traffic wise. 

could be it'll grow out some other streets. 

if we're lucky we won 't have to think 

about it. right now it comes up cause 

there's nothing much else to ponder.

rabbit returns

 how can they return?

Little reappeared, then a large rabbit.

all were waygone a week ago. 

 not a sign. then last night 

at the regular time, same spot.

one, then the other. 

a surprise for we humans.

seems they were passing through.

must have found a new home nearby.

dentist

this one is the best i've ever had;

still i don't like to go there.

all i bring with me is fear.

can't stop remembering other  times.

other years. 

though this is new,

i wear a mask. a disguise. 

but he'll find me crouching down, waiting my turn.

the day after feeling better;

being thankful and cautious. 

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rocka my boat

 ready to bail ...

the world gets watered like a dry flower pot.

no doubt of it pouring.

tension means no traffic ... a big lacka.

a train sounding comfort.

lacka, lacka, lacka.

come-a rocka my,

Come-a rocka my boat.