Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Prayer for a Raging Tempest

The sun, as it rises this morning, 
is tranquilly bobbing in an apricot sea.
No rain in the sky, no rain on the radar, 
no promise of rain for the upcoming week 
Cracked and parched, limp and wilted, 
pale green of despair--are the fields that compel me to offer this prayer:

Lord, alter the winds 
that swirl in from the oceans
Send us clouds full of water, 
great sheets pouring down
Mists and drips, 
drops and torrents, 
splatting onto the rooftops
And thunder, that shatters the skies with its sound.

I'm not fond of lightning, but I'd gladly bear it...
Just send us some rain, Lord, I know you can spare it.

Alter; verb: Change or cause to change in character or composition, typically in a comparatively small but significant way.

Fond; adjective: having an affection or liking for; affectionate, loving.

Tranquil; adjective: Free from disturbance; calm.

Monday, June 6, 2011

So, Do you Think I should Lose a Few Pounds?

On dieting advice, you will find
That your sweet friends will say: Nevermind,
My dear, you're a star 
Just the way that you are!
Better find one who's brutally kind.

Sweet, Syrupy, Sweet
Delectable, Sugary,
Sweet, Sweet, Sweet Poison*

*As you might have deduced, I'm still on my diet. Sigh!