crafty raven
adores a challenge —
might it finagle
the toothpaste
back into the tube?

crafty raven
adores a challenge —
might it finagle
the toothpaste
back into the tube?

a burgeoning stream runs down
the middle of the fairway
scattered twigs, leaves & branches
carpet the patio floor
promised blooms of cheery marigolds,
their flaccid stems
slouched over now in defeat
tumbled chairs, tangled chimes
the wet bulk of lush greenery
pervades the gloom of the storm’s fury,
its straight-line winds & heavy rain
and yet, there shines a glimmer
of recompense as light rims
the receding gallery of clouds
and we know that soon
sunshine will once more warm
the tops of our heads,
soft breezes will again delight

traversing dense woods & steep elevations,
it’s handy to keep a compass close at hand.
you won’t use it but it will comfort you
knowing that it’s there.
*
binoculars and a camera — though
your cell phone will suffice —
allow for up-close capture of fall’s majesty,
& strange objects on the horizon.
*
you may desire the company of a loved one
to delight together in the joys of discovery
though solitude is an excellent mechanism
for the examination of one’s interior thoughts.
*
hydration is important, always remember that.
a fistful of beef jerky, granola bar, a chunk of parmesan —
these will provide sustenance in case you become fatigued.
also, never worry should you find yourself lost.
*
that is what the compass is for.
who knew
I’d discover
such satisfaction,
such exhilaration,
so much dang
pure fun!
*
I believe it’s the doing
and the trying,
opening oneself
up to new experiences,
no matter
how terrifying

atomic purple
shocking chartreuse
luscious lime
meandering yellow
*
botanical bursts
of beautiful chaos,
the vivid exuberance
of vibrant florals
quivering dalmatians
cower beneath a fur-lined glove
oh, how the mighty reign
but briefly
tulips in the tall grass
laughter and rain
the ripening solitude


brew-pub high top
regrets laid low
confessional laughter
cringy sighs
sins brushed off the table
swept up & away
at the end of every shift
locally-brewed root beer for me,
a salt-rimmed Limoncello for you
a yummy dip & our favorite crackers
but it’s the joyful camaraderie
we share that always seals the deal

miniature golf
or minor league baseball?
take the boat out
or ride our bikes?
we have zoo brew tonight —
that’s a no-brainer!
so many splendid options
for such a gorgeous day ~
Chit Chat