Looking at the sky
I see sky blue color
Also huge white clouds
Taking the shape of
Various animals and people
I imagine drawing them
And submitting them to a gallery
They surprisingly sell
I have tee-shirts made up of them
And they sell well at the next fair
These are the dreams that
Make life exciting
I do not fish but can imagine
The thrill of catching and
Landing a 27 inch pike
I like trout and whitefish
But when cooked right
And fish will do
The sky is dazzling
The water is unusually calm
No boats, ships, geese, or ducks
I am alone in this big house
I pray that my body heals but
Am told that a torn ligament
Takes two years so by this
Coming February I should be okay
When it comes to pass I will know
The breeze is picking up and
Coming out of the west
That may be good or bad
I don’t know. Chatter about
Politics is coming from
All directions. One thing
We know is the country is
Divided. Envy is the reason
For so much retaliation
I pray for peace. Why are we
Fighting. Ego, power, and control
Seem to be the reasons, and the
Fact that there are people
Hungry and thirsty, being
Tortured, and murdered,, has
No bearing on decisions being made.
We must have faith.
Stanski on August 10, 2023, ^
Steve Haarman 