stacks of emails sorting through june may take me all of july

filling in for other birds that have gone silent the towhee's here I am here I'm not

some of our weedy efforts rewarded with butterflies

mental fitness I exercise my right to turn off the news

in the latest round of oil crimes the burning of live sea turtles

a flavor no one wants bp's tar gum spitting itself out on florida's beaches

ruling the airwaves honeysuckle with a slight edge over obama in the polls

heat warning all that's left is the grit of aging blackberries  

quote

Years are something you count, moments are something you remember.


~Cindy Tebo

in the pink haze of a road cut mimosa trees

summer solstice every breath sends out plumes of heat

fuelish me my limited resources like the earth I tread on

some out-of-the-loop trumpet vines drawing hummers

inside a steam kettle of humidity the tea colored patches of withering grass

too hot to rape for minerals the planet venus safe for now

we are not amUSed bp ceo's trying to recover from an outbreak of foot-in-mouth disease

sperm whales in the fight against global warming without having to fight each other

day 55 of the oil spill the president rolls up his sleeves

Or is it day 56?

who knows what the clouds carry when oil ranks higher than the water we drink

claims that it's harmless as dish soap what dioxin was to times beach corexit is to the gulf


Maybe I need to take a closer look at the dish soap I'm using.

making the hill seem taller than it is the remaining branches of an american chestnut

on a lot next to the bp station the red white and blue of a fireworks stand

in a thriving patch of sun the daisies no one planted or cared for

with all the time in the world the drifting clocks of cottonwood seeds

"A government for the people is far rarer than a government at the expense of the people." ~ Cindy Tebo

"A government for the people is far rarer than a government at the expense of the people." ~ Cindy Tebo 

blooms of green, pink and blue the hydrangeas decidedly undecided

this evening's humidity no match for the blockheaded politics of israel's blockade

hit by a hurricane hit by the oil a shrimp boat's lean into darkening waters

oil containment booms a weak bandaid that cannot heal the wounded

a cloudless hello not following any blog but sunrise

an orange sky reminding me of the chalk from st. joseph's flavored aspirin

no coupons needed a good deal spent on daylilies