The Rio Grande is running lower and lower every day.
A cloudburst where rain never reaches the ground.
The corn should be tall and full of ears of corn by now. Wagner’s Farm usually has a bustling farm store this time of year. There is no sign of activity, no signs advertising available produce.
Hot As Hell
Hot as hell today
One-seventeen in the sun
Sweated like a pig
Sunset
He thought he was off to school to be tutored
But off to the vet, he went, to get neutered
Now he’s sad, half the dog he used to be
They put on a cone, adding insult to injury
When Buddy recovers from this trauma
They will fix his third eyelid and end that drama
He will be a new dog, like a new day
Oh Buddy you have come a long way
Morning moons
Surprise! Daddy Owl dropped in for a visit.
Daddy Owl eyeing the hummer perched on the branch below him.
Orange clouds rolled overhead
Dragging sheets of fickle rain
Never touched the ground
Parched earth’s cracked and broken clay
Yearned to be covered with rain’s wet kisses
Left dried, curled, flayed
Plowed earth lies barren
Fertile ground parched and thirsty
Spilled seeds will not grow
Moon tunnel lights night sky
Portal to the other side
Hallucinations sleeping souls
Keeper of our dreams
Jupiter sits on Sandia Crest
Saturn basks in a golden glow
Stars still hang in space
Midnight rainbow hangs at two
Stars peek through smokey hues
Brushstrokes blotches arcs
Orange, greens, magenta, blues
Jupiter rising into blue
Saturn sees the moon at two
Light bulbs let us see
Rope hanging over the edge
Will we hang ourselves?
Blown by icy winds
Tumbled to the ground
On edge stuck like a knife
Snow rough, trodden
Out of reach
Sun’s warming grip
Snowbound waits its fate…
Snow melts sets it free
Or…
Stepped on, crushed underfoot
I am honored that my poem Grounded is posted on MasticadoresUsa // Editora: Gabriela Marie Milton today. Thank you, Gabriela!
White spider in asphalt space
Forever longing for the tree
Shelter from unforgiving sun
Escape from infinite tires
There is consolation
From the screeches
When unobservant souls discover
They stepped on a spider
Yin-yang Kitties
Curled up in a ball
Cold winter morning
Hoarfrost at the door
Purring in harmony
Dreams of catching birds
Lizards chased around the house
Leaping on a big fat mouse
Unlucky in the hunt
Wake to get a bite
Same old kitty food
Mouse Mousse would be alright
A love bite! Can’t tell?
All that red? Don’t look too well!
Messy bloody hell!
Off Center & Not Even 