January 2013
Summer Storm
Crackling snaps of lightning flash across the heavy horizon.
The thunder rumbles from a distance,
then mumbles and grumbles nearer.
As the light winces, it grimaces and fades into sweeter air.
The storm rescues us from madness,
while the rain lashes and splashes
across a choking earth.
Loma Bola 14/01/2013
Fighting It Off
Seventy-two years are heaped upon my desk,
while life races by in relays run by younger people.
All the rest are dead or grinning gumles in a corner.
I work on work piled up in heavy heaps.
My free time flees from life
and Death lounges lazily learing at my haste.
I enjoy the challenge.
Villa Dolores, 22/01/13
