this day
a glorious day
the end of summer
the beginning of fall
a wonderful day
that that that feels
like a beginning
of something,,,
maybe an hour
a wee stay-cation
basking in the sun
music going
my own backyard
poetic thoughts
meandering about
the usual crevices
good places all
this glorious day
i wanted to write a poem
on this lovely summer eve
a cool clear night to dream
to muse, think, and reflect
i wanted to write a poem
not like this one, something
profound and long buried
deep inside my very being
inside all of us, everyone
something that came with
each of us to this incarnation
something... we long forgot
i wanted to write that poem
but the night is too clear
the air and aura too sweet
and the buzzing warble
of cicadas brought me
to this poem that i did write
september 9, 2026
