Saturated ~ Thursday, May 29, 2025

In the rain, lightning and thunder, shoes wet
soaked to the bone, cell phone wrapped in plastic

he runs for miles, training for marathons
each day the same but different, make a bet

no one else is out there, torrential rain
only the weather here will never stick
the same but never the same, neighbors lawns

muddy and wet, saturated, sprinklers
excessive but on a timer, how vain
like a dollar for every blade of grass
thoughtlessly, he runs past, without a thought
in his head, in his brain, just breath, success
nothing but body and mind, the onslaught
gives him the shakes, as thoughts flood in, anglers
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liken that moment to a big haul, fish
in the net with everything else they caught
kiss the world goodbye, he runs to not think
even a Buddhist monk allows thoughts, wish

a wish upon a shooting star, at night

stars appear vivid like old friends, each dot
until the sun fades, strength once, in the pink
guaranteed for four billion years, physics
answers questions, why things fall, distant light
reaches the visible eye, in the sky
clouds dark, no silver lining, no rainbows
until the rain breaks, high above, planes fly
blue skies above the clouds, in the trees, crows
entertain his mind like ancient mystics