Sweet corn reverie

Fireflies
Low shooting stars
Streaking above my campfire
Escaping sparks feign to
Be the magical bug but  move aloft and fade
While brightness
Leaps sbove the smoke
On and off and on again

Fireflies in the great smoky mountains

The firefly season
Unannounced
Suddenly
Is here
With night time
Serenades of light
Winging from lush meadow grass
To highest treetop
Staccato measures
Syncapated beat
Shhhh!
Too bright for sound

Dissatisfaction

No excuse
With warm caress of evening
Air
And golden rays coasting
Over mountain
Shoulders
Reaching cooling meadows
Singing birds frantic with melodies
And repeating notes
a saw
Then a lawn mower
Replying in this stretch of a longer day
May
No excuse for sitting
Rocking
With any troubling thought
Choose a simple task
Do it
Night will fall

Horses grazing

When my heart of hearts
Dreamed there was a
Horse at my window
I looked out
And they were there
Grazing