10 AM
Rain straight down
Without gutters puddles grow
straight down
Not the water for shampoo
But somewhere
We need to
start collect
Rain straight down
Walked Pete out to his truck
He's wrapping up our move
From the woods onto the prairie
Under the red umbrella
I spotted a covey
Of Quail
A dozen, or close to it
We stopped to let them
Do there Quail thing
On the grass just along
The front gate
I wondered: Where will they fly for cover?
Almost indistinguishable
Were the family of Sparrows
In the gravel road
There territory
We watched
From under
The red umbrella
"A good kilo," I said.
We agreed.
"Good to be in the country."
On the Prairie Front.
Under cover, in the Spider Web Kitchen
I'm digging up Crockpot recipes
A whole turkey in Jude/Madir's Crockpot?
Maybe.
A Granny Smith Oatmeal Crisp
In our old timer pot
Probably.
Joy Luck Club applied
Right here.
No fending off the joy*
Wedging itself
Into My Life!
This is your last warning! If you don't stop fending off the happiness and freedom that are trying to worm their way into your life, I'm going to lose my cool. Damn it! Why can't you just accept good luck and sweet strokes of fate at face value?! Why do you have to be so suspicious and mistrustful?! Listen to me: The abundance that's lurking in your vicinity is not the set-up for a cruel cosmic joke. It's not some wicked game designed to raise your expectations and then dash them to pieces. Please, Scorpio, give in and let the good times wash over you.
Rain straight down
Without gutters puddles grow
straight down
Not the water for shampoo
But somewhere
We need to
start collect
Rain straight down
Walked Pete out to his truck
He's wrapping up our move
From the woods onto the prairie
Under the red umbrella
I spotted a covey
Of Quail
A dozen, or close to it
We stopped to let them
Do there Quail thing
On the grass just along
The front gate
I wondered: Where will they fly for cover?
Almost indistinguishable
Were the family of Sparrows
In the gravel road
There territory
We watched
From under
The red umbrella
"A good kilo," I said.
We agreed.
"Good to be in the country."
On the Prairie Front.
Under cover, in the Spider Web Kitchen
I'm digging up Crockpot recipes
A whole turkey in Jude/Madir's Crockpot?
Maybe.
A Granny Smith Oatmeal Crisp
In our old timer pot
Probably.
Joy Luck Club applied
Right here.
No fending off the joy*
Wedging itself
Into My Life!
*Scorpio Horoscope for week of November 23, 2017 Freewill Astrology
This is your last warning! If you don't stop fending off the happiness and freedom that are trying to worm their way into your life, I'm going to lose my cool. Damn it! Why can't you just accept good luck and sweet strokes of fate at face value?! Why do you have to be so suspicious and mistrustful?! Listen to me: The abundance that's lurking in your vicinity is not the set-up for a cruel cosmic joke. It's not some wicked game designed to raise your expectations and then dash them to pieces. Please, Scorpio, give in and let the good times wash over you.
* Thanks, jt!
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