21 July 2010

Week of rain and heat.
Movement leaves me soaked with sweat.
Winter months away.

21 July 2010

20 July 2010

After the storm ends,
Evanescent steam rises
From the sun-baked road.

20 July 2010

19 July 2010

On the road again,
Through another rain shower,
To my other home.

19 July 2010

18 July 2010

Streetlights reflecting
From rain-soaked pavement. Rain drops
Making puddles dance.

18 July 2010

17 July 2010

Night. Lightning. Thunder.
Rain falling. Wind bends the trees.
I sit in the dark.

17 July 2010

22 June 2010

I've been listening to John Prine's new CD, In Person and On Stage, which is brilliant. His voice, never a beautiful instrument, is now about as much of a croak as Bob Dylan's is...

Too much cheap whiskey
And too many cigarettes.
Just enough music.

22 June 2010

20 June 2010

We have a Rose of Sharon just off our deck, and today it blossomed for the first time this year, and, so...

Bursting into bloom.
Flowers opening at dawn
Attract scores of bees.

20 June 2010