in the instant it calls
one never knows if
they’ll end up hero
or coward
either way
they’d get a hug from me
the hearty bearhug
for showing courage
a different kind
for running away
and still quivering
after the moment has passed
I drain the pool’s water with a pump that must be unplugged before it sucks air at the same time shedding lots of slippery ideas to hopefully leave a good one then it’s critical when filling the pool
it’s a dog nap afternoon but I’ll keep my eyes open for awhile follow thoughts that drag through windless leaves everything heat-stilled how can there be poetry without movement no clouds in a blue sk