A Poem for Quietude

And Some Haiku, Including the Presence of a Coyote

And so to Rest

The dusk of desert midnight glows;
the sentry breeze still ebbs and flows.
What comes tomorrow? No one knows.

So stop and watch the night awhile;
the stars swerve round you, mile by mile,
and half a moon is one whole smile.

Orion climbs down to the west;
one foot below the mountain’s crest
dips in far seas… and so to rest.

The rabbits slumber in a heap;;
coyotes’ loves are hidden deep
within the bosque, now to sleep…

to sleep tonight, before the day
brings what it will, but here I say,
Remember night, its careless way,

the curving stars, the laughing moon,
the wonder of unknowing. Noon
is too much in us. Bring night soon.

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With the sudden weather changes, even nature seems more comfortable with some than others.

The first breaths are gray
gasping behind the mountains.
Dawn comes hard some days.

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Have you ever listened to palm leaves at nightfall?

Cluster of lace-leaves
decorate the slow dusk–shh…
they sing so softly.

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We have a coyote frequenting the area, and it is essentially springtime here now. The coyote serenades are frequent.

Lovelorn coyote
yip-yip-yip-yarp-yoww-eee-aww!
No time for breakfast?

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