Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Hush Little Baby, Don't You Cry

Sudden summer thunderstorm cadences
march in like invading armies, push
aside resistance from ballgames, equestrians
jumping over latticed fences, placid
summer scenes forced to become quixotic.
Threatening, dark clouds overwhelm
skies, dominate landscapes, sending crushing,
cascading lightening, hail, and rain.

Summertime living is not always easy,
despite jumping catfish, high cotton,
rich daddies and good looking mamas.

(Originally published in The New Verse
News, August 02, 2008)

2 comments:

dcoffel said...

Really liked this one a lot. David Cffel

ntaylor2 said...

I also like this short and sweet poem and many of the shorter, sweeter poems at New Verse News.