Blowing Bubbles

Blowing bubbles

Happy bubbles

Soapy bubbles

Breezy bubbles

Popping, spitting, bursting bubbles

Bubbles

Blowing bubbles

Shiny bubbles

Sunny bubbles

Sudsy bubbles

Bubbly, spinning, rainbowy bubbles

Bubbles.

Play Day

Little boys and turtles

A lively combination

Of shells and claws

Of hands and knees

Both roaming free exploring

Crew cuts and ball caps,

Boxes and burlap bags

Come now, turtle, let's go swim

Put him down, I'll follow him.

Swinging

What fun we have on a summer day

When friends and cousins come to stay

At Grandma's house where we play and run

And laugh and sing in the summer sun.

Hot Sky

Billows like pillows 

For the princess of the pea

Storybook tale of old

Piled up miles high

In the hot summer sky.

Churning white billows

Silently crashing like the sea

Waves—washing, dashing 

On sandy shore

Building up more and more.

Dreams

Soft as dreams,

As wedding veils

As soft as baby breath

As white as milk,

Sweet as gold honey

Dribbled on white silk.

Madison

I'm a fish! 

I'm a paddling dog!

I'm a duck,

I'm a shiny green frog,

I'm a turtle.
I'm a water bug,

A water lily

See me float

In my cute little boat? 

Look at me;

I'm swimmin'!

Let Freedom Ring

Freedom 

Rights

Equality

Emancipation

Dream

Oh Beautiful!

Miracle

New Day

New Day

A sweet damp coolness 

Strange for July 

Lies over the farm this morning.

I walk to the box to post

A letter to a friend;

Walk to where the horses

Graze in the south pasture.

Sam has pinpoints of orange neon

Along his ebony legs and flanks

He's been walking through 

Patches of Coreopsis 

Curious—He stretches his neck 

toward me, nostrils flared to smell

My fresh soap scent.

In the mown grass along the road

A length of tan white rope,

A snake's discarded mosaic skin,

Catches my eye.

Intricate, fragile, tenuous

Like designs etched in leather

My skin has grown thin too 

Mayhap, it is time to change.

Wind

Wind

Whips the prairie grasses

Pushes cottony clouds across the sky

Nudges cattle toward water holes

Dries seed pods, flowers, and grains

Sends milkweed parachutes flying

Bends trees 'till they lean in submission

Sweeps dust down country roads

Presses heat against my shoulders

Whistles though the tree tops

Wind 

Baby

Playtime in the summer heat

Run in the sprinkler. I'm sweet

Dig in the sand. Stay cool,

Wade in the bubble pool.

Run barefoot in the grasses;

Hope this summer never passes!