Paucity



Yesterday

It dispensed easily

Like rain

Let go

From a swollen cloud

I had slept some

And daylight seemed

A welcome thing

And writing

Something natural

Instinctive

Like a salutary

Habit



Today it is forced

Word by word

Even choice in syllables

Certainly hopping

Around

Like bunnies

Or like joeys

Seeking mamas

Or small plants

While I seek

Themes

For nourishment



And all of us

Hunt space from predators



Something holy

Set apart

Something measured

Dispensing peaceful portions

Something with color and

With shape

That is also moving

Changing

Like diversity

Itself

As a

Kaleidoscopic offering

Without round lines

Bounding

Even



Weight presses down

Maybe I’ll try again

To sleep

The light is not inviting

Though it’s pretty

But pretty

Enervating

Too

Doze off a while

Maybe

For dreams enough

To help me when

I’m waking

And I’m doing this

Again



Z on

Dream on





Plenty



God help us all

This day

I know God will

The form

Is mystery

The timing

But God is good

Many say

That God is great

God is a spirit

God is love

To move us ‘round

And give us our

Discretion

Honest mystery

To treat us

As we matter

With everyone

And it’s everyone

Everything that’s made

That matters



C L Couch





Photo by Amer Alhalawani on Unsplash

half moon mid of the day

New River Beach, NB, Canada