I have loved in the midst
of this unprecedented heat
the tumult of cicada, cricket, katydid
the occasional thirsty bird interjecting
an altogether rich chaotic background
to my rambles of foot and brain
however circular they might be.
Tag: walking
A Goal
In vain I try the length of my rambles
to learn a skill I failed to grasp in
childhood or ever beyond a thing
Others seem to have come by
without effort as easily as I learned
to tie my shoes skip a rope
a simple thing it seems and my
son laughs dumbfounded as I
fail at this simple thing I want to do.
Ohing and oohing, blowing and
whooshing pursing pouting pushing
and barely a sound issues forth.
But I have a goal and I continue
gamely on. Before the year is out
I will whistle.