Light rain at dawn

1)

her emotions feel pond-like, self- contained ----

she could spend an entire string of cool cloudy days like these--

 a tightly strung string of green adventurine beads, cool against cheek bones

grateful for the resources springing into little natural springs of believing self--

2)

 amidst the lies that have become a foundation--

this shaky political arena, some call democracy...

proof unravels like a cheap trashy novel left out in the rain--

 smutty parts ripped out, flung across the river--

confetti bits finally fall to the unconcerned ground

gossipers take joy in painting caricatures

3)

the honesty of a mother's love turns into rain clouds

 daughter's need for space to create orchestrates one gala placid clear sky

here, where seasons don't lie, they become a broken record--

4)

 the stupidity of the climate change deniers--

 cleaving to their fancy time shares--there will be less time to share those ersatz dwellings

there has never been a chance
 to teach those who refuse to learn the natural ways

peace love light for a spiraling patchwork nation of all colors

woven to  be a bridge for each other...dancing with, not against the grain

kate lamberg
8-22-18