Windows down
Driving down country roads
Neath a Cheshire Cat moon
Beagle’s ears flapping in the breeze
Centerfield coming through the radio
Feels like summer


Afternoon Thunderstorm

Standing barefoot on the front porch,

Raindrops splatter on my bare feet.

The smell of rosemary and lightning

Waft through the water-logged air.

The curious cat left on the inside

Presses her face to the screen door.

Raindrops fall noisily to the earth,

Billowing thunder rolls in waves.

The steady flow of rain lessens

To an intermittent drip, drip, drip.

Robins appear, hop on the lawn,

Hunt for worms in the calm aftermath.


Texas Springtime

The strong, sweet smell of bluebonnets lingers on the air.

Mockingbirds dive and glide among fields of wildflowers.

Dogs mournfully harmonize with the tune of a distant train.

The clear, blue sky fades to orange and violet as the sun lowers.

Insects buzz and chirp, fireflies dance as darkness descends.

A golden moon rises and owls stir as the day draws to an end.

Christmas Eve Eve

Christmas Eve Eve,
And all through the place
Children are sleeping
In any spare space.

Adults are playing
The Wii with great care,
Keeping it quiet,
The kids not to scare.

The tree is all lit,
The presents await.
The turkey is thawing,
Sweating its fate.

Fellowship thrives with
Teasing and laughter.
Hot air rises from floor
To high rafters.

Just one more day
Until presents are opened.
Thirty-six hours
‘Til chaos descends.

Family Christmas
Is frenetic and shrill.
Once a year is plenty,
We all get our fill.