on arthritic knees,

grateful for cooling breezes,

she pulls the weedy grasses, easily—

leaves stubborn thistles

and oak tree nymphs

for spray nozzle’s lethal poisons

spiky loosestrife

gentle coneflower

peppery chive

sun-hungry clematis—

each one,

my purple garden mistress

seven inches of murk

flooded street & backyard

a deluge of rainwater

w/absolutely nowhere to go

an unrelenting rain

warm drops of nirvana

rivers and fields rejoice

the bombings in Iran—

ultimately, a good thing

or just the beginning

of unfolding reprisals?

safflower seeds scatter

wedge themselves between the cracks

my inarticulate mind

the longest day begins

thunder, rain & spears of light

from an angry, impatient sky

writer writes

poet poets

and every lover loves

they’re calling for rain today,

this craptastic Wednesday,

but I see opportunity—

poetry, a good book, baking bread,

sourdough starter, perhaps—

a stunning extravaganza

of daydreaming quality time

perfectly, uniquely just for me