Soggiest Camp Visit in 50 Years

May in full flood
overspreading hillside

summer/fall drought
erased by ample snow melt

braided-stream flows
through forest and field

cresting together
in pond-sized, road moat

captured easily
for delicious supply

proffered propitiously
by whimsical gods.

Near Seventy-Five

Near seventy-five
saddest for cynicism

a dashing
of heroic hopes

a trashing
of cherished ideals

disillusion
despondency...

yet solace
in bookish minutes

still joy-filled moments
in nature's embrace

most welcomed comfort
from family-spawned hugs.