The trees split their sides
With laughter. They snicker
Because you didn’t get up
On time. Now get out there
And hoe the garden. And
Take a census of the fattest
Earthworms.
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Nightmare
I had a frightening nightmare
Last night that a black helicopter
Hovered over my house and men
In black rappelled down to the
Ground and disappeared.
Neighbor
One morning we looked out
Our window and saw moving
Vans unloading furniture and
Boxes into the house next
Door. Being nosy, I walked up
To one of the movers and
Asked if he knew who was
Moving into this house next
Door. He looked at me,
Paused, and said Sylvester
Stallone. I said you’re pulling
My leg, right? Why would he
Want to live in a little house
Like this? Then a Mercedes
Pulled up and Stallone, after
Quick introductions, said
We’re going to shoot a movie
In this house. Then my wife
Fainted.
Thunderstorms
One of those days to
Stay in — brilliant bolts
Of lightning uncover
Everything. The thunder
Shakes God’s creatures
Large and small. To
Finish it off come the
Torrential rains washing
Away the evil.
Winter
Spring is getting near,
But one of the cherished
Memories of winter is
When it would snow.
Looking out the window
And watching the white
Flakes drift slowly
To the ground was a
Calming, peaceful
Sight. Go out in the
Woods and experience
The utterly silent and
Holy worship in the
Cathedral of nature.
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