Reflections

To See or Not to See

  (With apologies to Ogden Nash)   Morning has come, the sun has ris, I wonder where my glasses is, Disappearing like socks in the wash, Beneath cushions, beds, and sofas,  Smirking at my frenzied search, Glasses is asses!  …

Rain, Rain Go Away

A murky veil blurs the hills Shades of gray depress the sky Mary Lake lies still, leaden, Islands squat dismally, While sodden leaves, drooping Absorb this wearisome deluge. Hanging from the glistening rail, Shiny droplets lose their tenuous grip; Petunias…

Frozen

A blanket of silence, white and still, Covers the wintry lake, No hint of warmth wrapped within. Shadows, like unsheathed sabres Lying abandoned, link islands to shore. Assuming a stern military stance, Hills in rigid, glacial rows Glare icily at…

Dragonflies

On strategic survival missions Miniature Spitfires Perform their air show Outside our window Free of charge. Svelte, sylph-like, surreal Darting, twisting, swerving Plunging towards their quarry They burn up the sky Oblivious of their fans. Heedless of brilliance With no…