RDP: Lighten

Peter Tregub, 1984

I can’t write about the darkness

unless I can see a clear blue sky,

unless I can see  flowers running riot in wild gardens, growing trees full of bugs and noisy birds and fat squirrels teasing  crows with  peanuts and treats given to them by people sitting alone on benches and lawn chairs  hoping the sun would shine a little brighter in their yards today

I can’t write about monsters

unless I can walk my dog and meet happy puppies  and laugh at the way they say hello to each other- with wagging tails, flopping ears and short happy puffs of doggie breath.

I can’t write about nightmares

unless I can daydream about good things  too.