OPTIONAL POETRY

Now overcast and sultry, I miss the lake and its heart-stopping coldness. The pace of life adapts– the neighborhood cat sulks lazily away from the spray of the hose upon its limp leaf lair. A task for today: uproot the snarl of bleached pea-vines, shy spring no match for this heavy-handed weather. In the distance, now, what might have been thunder– and now it’s truly summer. I have no plans that can’t be changed so […]