There Shall Be Showers

Chickadees chase each other
over and under the sprinkler's
spray. They shimmy and shake
cool water over their panting
bodies, making child's play
out of summer's harsh heat.

Dancing

A tender stem
supple with spring
blossoms a white dance
high above the sea.

She sways into salty
spray without missing a step
or breaking the wind's strenuous
rhythm requirements.

Her precarious position,
by implication, grants
her leave for careful,
cautious living.

I'd excuse her
for keeping still.
I'd give her permission
to play it safe.
But there she is bravely
dancing alone
on the edge
with only one leg.

Camping At Southend Moran State Park