#42

    EVEN THE SUN..

even the sun

takes a day off from time to time.

the wind pulls out an old gray blanket, 

spreads it across the wide sky,

the sun calls in sick, 

then smiling, reads a bit

and takes a nap..

let clouds own this day

cooling our ambitions, 

if needed,

let rain convince us

to stay indoors,

drinking tea, playing hooky,

playing cards 

with another refugee from sweat and toil

or even all by ourselves.

#41

..ICING ON THE CAKE

The soul works through the night

Posing possibilities to consciousness,

A dream readies the dreamer

For challenges to come,

Early morning stillness

Reveals the status of the man

To himself,

We are all awaiting the great arrival

Where the pieces of all journeys

Come together

Into one grand understanding,

We are hoping to breathe easy

Before our final ah ha!

Meanwhile, with all this heady poetry

Feigning depth and thoughtfulness

I have once again forgotten to thank God

For my life and all the attendant blessings,

My lust drives my thinking

And I wake up wanting more;

More of this or that

Or better,

And faster and then

Just a little more.

Not knowing how to slow and stop and 

start residing in this moment

gratefully, blissfully

I stumble sideways,

Urgently out of balance

tripping, crashing into and through

most events

Like some comic buffoon

Prat falling for laughs,

yet no one’s laughing,

especially myself;

The performance ends,

there is no where to go and nothing more to grab onto,

,

All that I need I have right here,

Air to breathe is the first gift,

Everything after that,

Icing on the cake.