It rained.
It rained upon the mature tree that lives along the river's edge.
A defiant tree that grows against the wind's best.

It rained.
It rained upon the mature man walking his young prancy pup from garbage can to garbage can.
Empty bags to start,
but at the end,
2 full bags in hand.

It rained.
It rained upon my 94 Sierra pick up truck that faces the fog stricken river.
Rain drops glance methodically off of my windshield and at the moment, my shelter giver.

It rained.
It rained so worms would come from hiding and wiggle along the ground.
Wiggling worms that are snatched up by 6am birds with nary a sound.

It rained.
It rained to replenish this paradise and to quench a thirst that never wanes.
A thirst for plush greens that can be admired from every windowpane.

It rained.
It rained on me as I toil and persevere to provide.
It rained and muddied me, a man that puts his pride aside.

It rained.
It rained again this day.
It rained without apology.

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Trees in bloom
Irish shades of green
Curb - side puddles
Avian nourishment
Feral life line

Claps of thunder
Cracks of lightning
Tulips in Crayola box hues
Blossoms of cherry
Lawnmower engines race

Open windowed cars
Sun bathing convertible'ists
Honks of impatient drivers
Oranged coned pathway
The flagger of traffic

BBQ aroma'd air
Dogs on leashed walks
Splashing screams from backyard pools
Ice cream truck melodies to be heard
Unmistakable smells​ of suntan lotion

Slow it down
This isn't the Daytona 500
Enjoy the sounds of the carnival
Enjoy a full mooned bonfire
And the company it keeps
Soak in everything Spring and Summer
Soon winter's snow will sure to be deep.

written by me... ..

Jesus is
the root
of
all life

We all,
are merely
His
branches.


written by me... ..

Follow me,
in your
naked feet
under
the stars
to our
favorite place.

Follow me,
and
let's wish
upon a star
that tonight
will
never end.

Follow me,
and
let us
sensually
make love
under the
talcum powdered
full moon.

Follow me,
and
let us unleash
the wolf
in us,
and howl
as deeply
intertwined
lovers
at the moon.

Follow me,

follow me
to the place
where we
become one
and
make love,
over and
over again.



written by me... ..

There's a stray cat in the alley
A homeless man with no shoes walking in the rain

Crowded cemetery after cemetery on this well known route I travel

It's now 11:43 PM and I hear no birds
Just the sound of a fan that is blowing on me
And the neighbor pulling into her driveway with her 4 cylinder car
I'm sleepy yet awake
My bare feet are outside of the sheets because they always have to be

It's now 11:47 PM

Still no birds to be heard
Still sleepy yet awake
Crickets become my lullaby in concert with the fan blades

And life goes on
Goodnight



written by me... ..

You've
never tried
my skin on,
have you?

You
haven't.

Then
shhhhh.



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Sugarcoating is for candy,
not for
adults to
use
just when
it's handy.

Stay true
to you,
it's what
you should
and
always
need to do.

Stepping outside of oneself, portraying
an illusion,
only leads
to grief, misunderstanding and
unneeded confusion.

If they
can't like you,
for you,
walk away
head high,
and know
at least that
you are true.

Let the phonies keep amusing themselves,
just watch
with a grin,
and laugh to yourself.

Bozo the clown and even Clarabell,
amusing themselves,
is what they do well.



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