rain, rain, rain

the grass is greener nearer the creek
the raspberry shows her whites
slugs are out
everywhere
eating and growing
not because sun has come and gone.
All living things need water.
Rivers and oceans flow quietly by
humans as we work, raising our families;
enjoying the harvest
worrying about the grain
power and strength
surround us
my, how we need the rain!

my dog

hanging her head from the window
on a fast moving car
with the sea winds blowing across
her nostrils
she communicates joy.
With leaps and bounds, she joins
my wanderings into the car, upon the
sand and up the trails to new faces
and places; she is never daunted;
always adventurous;
ever ready to go.
Remembering those feelings, watching her
refreshes me and keeps the past somewhat
alive and not so dead.