When thoughts refuse to come
And the heavens overhead rages on,
A little note reaches these ears.
Pushing ideas forward through the fog,
Driving sound brightens an outlook
Darkened by the system outside.
Like conception between two lovers,
Music and written creativity break
Through this mental barricade.
Percolating pond silk smooth
And slowly disappearing,
Reflect a grass spear
Touching you surface.
Soft ripples expanding across
An ever shrinking expanse,
Echoes of those riding
The contracting waters.
Overhead dragonfly with a
Frame by frame remembrance,
Long gone in a flash
As levels diminish.
A last slurp from the ground
To erase the final drops,
And a pair of leaves
Wave their thanks.
Beady eyes ever watching
Peaking from a sandy casket
Pocket body barely visible
Divisible by the life around it.
Lit by the sun’s very glow
Show a scaled shape
Drape in silver light
Flight made you go.
Reflective fingers shimmering
As the sky’s tears steadily fall.
Delicate orbs gracing emerald fingers
Harmonious pitter with singular drops.
Clinging to blades
Unwilling to make the slide down.
Soaking through mesh
Dampening soles with a touch.
Sodden ground squishing as displaced
Pools collect in indentations
Linking reality with a chain–
Locating forming thoughts–
Perceiving notions on the now,
Here I understand these perceptions.
Born of a fan
And forced through tunnels
Whose paths are predetermined
The breath caress the skin.
Erect and poised,
With senses open, receptive
The light draw of air’s hand
Excites awareness.
Limp with despair
Face listless and cold
No amount of sunlight
Can brighten her dim glow.
Shade for protection
Against harmful rays;
Young saplings’ wish–
Stand tall when mighty gusts blow in.
Dancing trees delight
As rain drops hit their leaves
Another rainstorm
Playing a game of catch up–
Being absent while thoughts gather
Leads ideas astray amongst the hustle
Of real life.
Going through the paces
Circling and collecting
Diagonal directions
While the imagination over runs.
Helping hands only hinder
The dancer and the show
Jumper’s performance
As the words slowly arrive.
