Adjusting to Life's Changes with Hope… Through Poetry, Haiku, and Commentary
I have the breeze all
to myself and the neighbor’s
dog is curled up in the shade
I know he’s a smart dog
because he said that it is
even too hot to play chess
my stare said it all as I
told him I don’t play chess
he swatted the hot air and
didn’t miss a beat
you’re not that good at
checkers either
dog’s right
I’ve never been good at
dogs or playing games
or people now that I think
about it
a bird soars and floats
on the air unaware of
the clouds speeding by
the temp is high and
the wind is high chopping up
the heat of the day
it is a very hot
and humid day
but the wind
is lovely when
it finds me
when it jumps
past me I watch
it tease the trees
and play the grass
like a piano
my thoughts of you
are not like this
week of rain at
all which will stop
the rain is more
like the bug
floating
in my coffee not
long after my
first sip only a
mild temporary
irritant
my thoughts of you
transcend time and
space and will
always be loving
grateful
forever thoughts
It got dark at midday when
the first thunderstorm hit
and bright sun followed.
But not for long as the
fourth thunderstorm of the
day just passed over.
It is the start of hurricane
season so it is easy to
think of doom and gloom.
Will our new fence hold
this time?
Talking faith on a sunny
day is one thing but on a
day like today you hold
your breath and pray the
Lord will bring us, our
house, and fence through,
not to mention the swaying
trees and swinging power
lines. God is our provider
and refuge as the weather
becomes a true test of faith
with hope not far behind.
the ground was like a
wet sponge when the night rain fell
but no more today
the hot day is teased
by a cool early evening
breeze announcing rain
summer heat brings the
sounds of outside work waiting
since the winter frost
still more rain with winds
that can make trash cans topple
mailboxes cower
