Retired from the University of Texas and too old to play soccer anymore. Now, in the twilight of his years, time is spent writing in this blog, hiking and exploring Texas Parks, photography, working out, gardening and tending to the five ponds he built .
With the weather warming up so much and everything is hot to the touch and to walk outside to an immediate blast of hot air which we know will last until September or for half of that month getting hotter and hotter as the thermometer jumps until the temperature will stay at close to a hundred degrees each day and overnight is not much better for in the eighties is the night weather and when the day has first begun is the only time to have outside fun unless your work keeps you outdoors then of course you have to ignore how hot it is as the temperature drifts time to cool at the end of the shift I used to work out in the sun and could not wait for the day to be done relentless heat for eight hours a day trying to keep the sun at bay with sunblock and sunscreen placed on the skin and a hat and dark glasses before you begin lots of water to drink to try to hydrate and keep an eye on your buddy for safety’s sake if you work outside then you have no choice not counting the thoughts that you may voice if fate has dealt you a working man’s hand with millions of others throughout this land of the one thing you can be sure Texas heat in the Summer is tough to endure.
Another day in Texas and the temperature soars
and we wonder where it will top out today
one thing we know and we can be sure
that it is too hot to go out to play
so indoors we’ll stay at least for a while
and write in this blog in different ways
stories and poems that I can compile
using my brain and old cliches
writing is fun when it goes well
not so much when the thought delays
when the words do not come my brain compels
me to think a lot harder as I appraise
the words that I write do they excel
are they unusual in so many ways.
I ask those questions as I stare at the screen
reading what I have already wrote
wondering if this word did mean
exactly what it was that I spoke
or should I change it to make it seem
something different so it would provoke
more thoughts from the reader to make them dream
of the story I’m telling just as I spoke
for poetry is a story I deemed
the reader would feel to the words I wrote
and picture the story just as it’s streamed
from my brain to the keyboard with no misquote.
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