City-desert nightwalk

Early summer, late at night
Pleasant sweet-smelling air
Clouds veiling a half-lit moon
Scorpius crawling up the sky
Tree-hid birds awake chirping
Lone dog barking in its yard
Startled stray cats darting
Crickets playing insistent songs
Quiet of people gone to bed
Mellow breezes gently stirring
Damp-grass lawns subtly cooling
Street lights too brightly illuming
Saguaro blooms softly glowing

At the window watching raindrops

At the window —
Watching raindrops glide off the leaves
They’re
Sweat dripping off your brow
As you make love to me in the thunder
A bird plays in the puddle under the tree
Its skinny legs dipping in life
Beak happy, wings at the ready — being
Just being
Our love, present, moment
Now
Always
Don’t think
Flow off the leaves
Slide
Land gracefully in the puddle of life
Ride the ripple
Love
Always love.

Peaches & health

Do not take anything for granted — not one smile or one person or one rainbow or one breath, or one night in your cozy bed.

P.S. I was recovering from a really nasty flu when I wrote this. There were 3 or 4 days at the beginning I truly thought I might not make it. This journal entry was the day before Thanksgiving. And oh man, did I really freakin’ mean every word of this. Even more so than usual. –tg, 2015