seasons – Shift Key

Haiku 38.21

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

I was sitting in the
high heat and silence
of this wonderfully

dull Saturday afternoon

when voices came
jumping over the fences
like wild horses

I’ll take that as a sign
that Summer is near
since all the

neighborhood small talk
has apparently moved
outside

like wild horses

that time of year has
returned when the grass is high
cut two weeks ago

the first smells of spring
pots of crawfish boiling in
my neighbor’s backyard

the wind pushes the
clouds past while each tree hears
a different tune

the reflection in
the window is March watching
itself fade away

a tiny baby chameleon darts
in and out of the grass along
the edge of the patio

a dead worm is coiled up on
the cement floor and a giant
dark wasp bumps along the

patio ceiling doing recon for
a new home so I wish him
well somewhere else

ah he’s gone for now
go figure no bugs yesterday
tons of bugs today

a large flying bug is floating
in my cup of ice water so
much for a drink of water

spring may be very short
this year as winter flees
summer seems near

the loudest bird got
my attention chirping that
spring is near or here

winter disappeared
today seventy with sun
praise God in response

give thanks for the big
and little things even in
the face of COVID