Boys who will be boys

Boys who will be boys
can you please stop pretending
it's not an excuse

When you draw the perfect bath

When you draw the perfect bath
searing heat gives way
to sighing relief

The landscape turns white

The landscape turns white
with cotton from passing trucks
on the road to mill

Just after waking

Just after waking
the sky was pink with sunrise
then it turned to grey

Opportunity

Opportunity
to exit during small tasks
day dream in routine

The wind this morning

The wind this morning
is steeped with citrus blossoms
and a hint of rain

The breeze stirs rye grass

A breeze stirs rye grass
the seed heads swirl like water
and suffocate me