Blessed Rain

Rainy  day, dream away

Ah, let the sun take a holiday

Flowers bathe and I see the children play

Lay back and groove on a rainy day

-- From Rainy Day, Dream Away by Jimi Hendrix

Blessed rain yesterday

Umbrella in hand as I walk to work

Chilly 

Wind — but not too much 

Just the way I like it

(Watch those slippery leaves)

Under trees it is pouring

The dirty air getting a much needed bath

The grass is joyous

Flowers are thankful

Maybe

Just maybe

We can finally put a dent

Into our awful drought

Maybe the hills can be green

For months

Meanwhile I’m happy

Nice to have nature back on our side

And I've managed to stay dry

Thanks umbrella

Thanks clouds

Thanks all around

Now if it would only last….

Frustration

That darn tree

It has my ball

The lowest branch out of reach

So no way to climb it

I ask a squirrel for help

But it scurries away

There’s a bird near my ball

Could you pass it down? I ask

To no avail

I plead with the wind

Just one good strong gust

But the air remains still

Eureka! I find another ball

I’ll use it to knock mine down

First throw too high

Second bangs against a branch

Third time a charm?

Nope the second ball gets stuck too

That darn tree

Five Haiku

Smiling young woman

Walked along the rushing creek

A white duck quacked

Wind crackles through trees

Leaves make their descent to ground

Time to get a rake

River’s angry flow

Carries debris and lifts boats

Happy to reach shore

Happy foggy day

Cooler here than the suburbs

Let’s go for a walk

The rain has fallen

Birds chirp through the misty air

Nature has prevailed

Rushed Dreams

I danced by the yawning precipice

Heedless of the vertiginous heights

A fall into the abyss was of little concern

Better to soar with eagles

Dance on clouds

The morning sun obstructed my view

It was turning into a far out day

The caterwaul of angels heightened reality

And the dance of the jet stream lit dreams

Oh to be scaling the heights 

Finding heaven perched on a mossy bank

By the rushing dream

Where everyone was young and naked

And fear was something only in fiction

Tears of joy mingled with the warm rain

While the cold sun hid behind the dark moon

Such a strange and wonderful lunch

Feasting on these words

Lucky I was hungry