Category: Freeverse

It has become so lush
So overgrown
It will wrap you up
In its green

Love it

Come for a short walk.

It rained again last night
And this morning

Uneventful for many

But in this dry place
Where we have starved
For the love of water

We jump out of sheer joy

Others we know
Far from here
Not too far from here

Have seen too much

Thus it is
And will always be
Water’s hand

A photo of my wife, just below Bridal Falls – Yosemite Valley.
She orders me not to post photographs of her on the web. I don’t think this one counts.

It’s a simple longing
That makes me wait
Here by the water’s edge
It coolness
Rises up softly
Bathes me in anticipation

By the moon
We will meet
Its reflected glory
Casting cares away
As seeds
Of the dandelion