Whimsical Poetry

Whheeee! Hooraay!

It’s the best kind of rainy day

When nature took the time to make

 things real, not fake

Fire from wood,

Wood from trees

A popcorn bowl at my knees

About to watch a movie!

Looking up as I walk:

Light-bright, a lovely site illuminating twig-fingers

Waving goodbye to the day.

Above the mud-slush and trickle-trickle

Something tickled my shoulder.

So I scanned around,

Until I found

The moon up there.

A fat-half hanging in the blue…now showing

 The lopped-half orb, shine-power growing

 in the purple-dark,

later,

on my bed against my sleeping-eyes

It might wake me up.

Or not let me go back to sleep

Having made my way back on the dark trail from the pee-cave.

It’s my friend, so I won’t be too mad about the buttery band

 slashing through my naked window.

It can’t do much now against the sun

powerfully plumping up purple buds

 but it waits, patiently

for its time

Puttering

Coffee filter, trips to the frig,

Swipe and wipe,

 here and there

The cloth-like paper towel grabs up the bloated rice grains

 from the drain

A new clean sponge tackles the remains from dinner

As the oatmeal simmers

Some crud on the floor, are bits and flakes

Hand flowing, slightly adjusting the arc a tad wider

In order to slide them into my grasp

Fingers and brain

 lightly tracking the micro weights and friction

 as mind stays busy

An unimpeded motion sends a signal to stop

To look,

 to assess

Oh.

I can’t pick that up after all

That’s a piece of sunlight

Roll’n down the mountain with a warm bowl in my lap

Generally I look left, at the field of cows and their lack

of progress.

Munch, crunch, mooo, mooo.

What are they up to?

They give birth there, walk, sleep,

little ones frolic

In their pasture, so bucolic

before being trucked off, their meat for sale

So really its just cow-jail.

Stay on one side of that electric wire

That confining power.

But what’s this?

Spoon pauses before my lips,

eyes track back for a sec

Why Hello there…

you are casually crunching and chewing right next to the road.

how’d you do that?

Then the next day, avocado toast with seeds,

and the wire is down

and several of you are on the road, looking cool.

This morning the wires back up and yet

there you are across the street

head up

thumbs up.
…whas up?

You go cow!