An Ode to Weather

CA weather, NE weather, peligans

The day began when the sun soon arose

But of course in New England that’s a hoax

Because all of our days do begin, yes,

But often the sun’s hidden, I confess. Continue reading →

Wise Being of the Night

The night envelops me like soft snow over a tree branch.

I become invisible to the two-legged creatures –

That’s why I choose to “be” only during the night.

I prefer a sunrise in the morning

I prefer sunshine to rain

I prefer happy people to sad

I prefer to be happy, myself

I prefer Lincoln’s quote on happiness

instead of Freud’s musings on the blues Continue reading →

I already know! he defiantly says

Filling me with “mother-of-teenager” dread

After one hour of instructed driver’s ed

My boy’s natural coordination goes to his head.