Light cool October

 raindrops on the windows this morning

and a palmsize insect i think is a mantis.

the rest of the report is quiet ... wordless.

imagine not a whisper of a stir.

whisper to you during october

  

 straw and sticks, crackle in the field.

varied diamond shapes on a solid green.

   printed argyle on lawns and open fields.

the design  in this month of pumpkins on porches.

farm yards filling with orange and yellow spheres

prior to horse drawn wagons for hay rides.

 fine nighttime fields of play.

four deer hopping

 haven't seen them for 

more than a month. today they

 appear ... lean, strong, light beige. 

crossing the road a few houses over .

 

their area to roam near here is smaller.

no recent sign of them .

i keep watching.

everything changes it seems.

also; today is three 

months before Christmas. 

seasons fold under us.

The Point

 1956 or so i happened to see 

the remains of the last horse General

Custer's used in the 7th cavalry.

 It was mounted, stuffed and full 

of bullet and arrow holes 

from the battle at Little Big Horn.

i saw it on display at Ohio'sCedar Point Amusement Park.

from 1876 to 1956 - 80 years later.

it seems all wasn't so long ago.

Country store

there is a right way

and a better one.

when there is chocolate. 

why not get some.

Inspiration four

 Back from four days orbiting in space.

What a world, didn't you know.

Stay calm

enjoy the quiet, it fills open space. <

take the day as it comes, everywhere, every place.

you've things to do and time is right.

open your heart, enjoy ... that's your part to play

day and night.

Moving on

 September we are in.

Let's put us back together shall we?

"We must make lying wrong again"

said the Secretary General of the United Nations.

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.

deer

 i happened to look

when seven deer crossed the street

two houses over. it was the whole family 

moving absolutely quietly.

the youngest was small 

and the father carried an impressive, large rack of horns.

they walked to an empty lot.

couldn't see them.

i don't know how long they stayed.

i never saw them again.

Speed ball

 knew it would be

although the future seemed a dream.

the pitcher now hurls the ball 100 miles an hour.

  plenty zipping.

batters standing at the plate

don' t have time to relax and think

when the sphere speeds toward them.

will it be where I'm swinging?

is it high or low

straight or curving

am I ready

to  poke it a mile?

month begins

 easily we wake, i'm uncluding you

giving credit whether you deserve it or not. 

 this is your lucky day, eh?

 what do you say?  feel great, hey? 

 you walked right into that.  

now it's middle of the week.

weather reached a peak.

in a month or so I'll wear a hat.

 i'm thrilled. 

aim low and live pleased.

change is on the way, goodbye August

 a dream time lugging in a bag

to carry the load

wipe it clean with a rag

say you've been told

been thinking like summer

now here's the number

a  change in the runner 

so long cucumber 

you're fried, oiled and chewed 

add music for the mood

you know the perfect ending 

a well-made pizza is our food

Canadian cream on

 line 'em up. want to hear?

this time it's canadian.

way back upon a beer.  that's a story.

long ago. remember. or maybe sooner.

next week.

september in the rain. a drama that we'll

make up as we go.

colorful skies and ice cream ... will keep us occupied.

i need to paint it.

i'm certified 

colors ready.

nothing about

 took a few hours before i noticed 

 no one was around the neighborhood.

hardly a movement outside. 

 Thursday afternoon would turn out to be a sleeper. 

still and warm ; no, hot. say i forgot we had

no breeze. the temperature went up a few more  degrees.

 

Better

 heat is coming again, yet this morning ...

this morning it is nearly cool

definitely comfortable, you know the feeling.

all begins the way it should.

dress for the joy of summer. i would.

the season is a runner.

lit in stars, while here down under 

we feel the way we do.

today is filled with blessed wonder.

wait now for rainstorm thunder.

check the possibilities

 riding tied in place

smooth and familiar.

take it at your pace

where  you're safe and the boss.

no one will argue

the weather's so right 

when you're in a comfort zone,

 little doggie,  have a good night.

for lunch again

rabbits were out some

back and forth in the wooded area.

saw from the kitchen window.

 ate lunch, afternoon heated.

kept low.

day's off

we had them. enjoyable. 

a few days of nothing happening in the sky.

a dull time, up there to down here. 

sunny and warm, pleasantries deployable.

i'll say it again in my heart.

you don't need to read the final part;

 nothing happened.

no rain here

 crowded by splashes, left and right.

up against a building with

no dry space to move ahead.

 can barely turn to look over my shoulder.

seeking a dry place to hide from the rain; 

at least the cold wind can't reach me here. 

great. 

i'm pressed against a wall.

hear the passing train. 

you hear that? 

the reason is the wind coming my way

 nearly blows me off my feet.

come on, we're out of here. 

you drive, i'll ride. 

 what are you smiling for?

let's go. run for it.

happy again

 can recall a day without rain

somewhat plain

down the lane

goes by saying

 a wagon drawn by horse

 they're out there, of course

merrily we spot them

never to be forgotten 

though it was another time

before cars were the solution

speeding all the time now

and my, so much pollution. 

Dusk upon

 mainsail drawn and lifted,

 only the jib for the last few hundred yards.  

soft breeze this afternoon.

tide is changing now.

mostly boat people on the docks.

 a couple nod or wave 

others with their minds full can't see everything.

the current pulled me home.

all quiet and content at this hour.

As few squeaks and cleats banging.

the end of the afternoon.

went out and back so soon.

Thanks

 so much we've enjoyed ... 

growing, giving savour;

as now we take it all

on subtle tints in whiffs of flavor.

august heat

 this morning is cold and damp ...

am i joking?  It's how morning feels.

today radio mentioned the explosion. 

which reminded me

i'm six months and six days 

older than the initial atomic blast.

also i'm ten years older than McDonald's.

a softer realm where

the buildings and the people 

lived a supplemental story. 

different everyone's aboard.

the cast has nearly rolled over.

came down

 the color of the trees

and clouds and everything outside

looked like rain.

i've painted it, and lived it

and nothing happened

and i said it again: it lo

oked like rain.

fifteen minutes and i said it again.

without a boom of thunder it fell

heavy as ever rain happened.

plowing to the earth.

wonderful summer rain.

3 instead of four

 hard to believe

she said that.

i made uncom-

fortable a three sylable

word instead of four.

i said comferble, something

i forever hear others say and

will always mentally note it,

i never say, never would say that

with an entire unblemished

brain. oh damn, now i forget

what she said. oh, she was 

surprised i made the error.

me too. 

Bunny hustle

i like those rabbits and they're around;

keeping busy.

Wind up the animals in a breeze.

all of them. 

they speed off when they want too.

afternoon sun and warmth is right for everyone.

pond water is out there, down the road.

rabbits don't need it;however water makes me comfortable

just to see it. 

Rabbits get water out of the plants they eat.

and they have fur coats all the time.

i saw one jump quick in the bushes