Justice

The Sun
Has no explaining
Nor does the long grass
The angle
The path
They’ve permitted

Justice
I won’t require
Or hold feet to the fire
Of the Squirrel
Stealing, running
From my garden

G’day

I love you
The clouds coming uninvited to a sky distinctly my own

You bother me
The never-knock hellos and the after-the-fact goodbye kisses 

You should know
The daytime dances and nighttime sunshowers are all I desire and seek

You silly clouds; I love you, you bother me -you should know