Strikes
Divine greetings
To a world under
Sunder
Good morning
Underworld

We meet again
In the rain

As fond of it
I am
Seldom Earthed
Upon dry plains

Fullness
Action beckons cause

Rumble reverberate
A birth
In a soggy tundra concerto

A beauty lies in the time
Between the lightning
and the
Thunder

The stupidity
of children's songs
is second only
to forgetting them.

it's a pandemic panic
i'm just hanging out & listening to
Anderson . Paak
what about you?
i've got the red cabbage & brussels sprouts roasting in the oven
with a little salt and pepper & olive oil
it's going on in my house
dancing  in the kitchen
the heater's on
no one's f*ing with me tonight
what about you?




.....

I confess
more and more
I seem to be enjoying less and less.

Experiencing the presence of you
in this now moment is a present.

You got potential, she said.
Potential to be a great man.
I laugh.
I ponder and responded, you got potential.

water lilies float
atop the water, serene
blooming; pink and green