Sadness or Something Else

One definition of sadness
could be Roger eating handfuls
of dry store-brand
knock-off Lucky Charms
and gazing out a window
at a rainy Saturday afternoon…

either that,
or he’s contemplating
what kinds of magical creatures
he might encounter
and talk with
if the rain clears
and a rainbow bridge appears
and he opens the window
and crosses the bridge
into another world.


copyright © 2021 Dave Williams

Circles Upon Circles

Photo of part of a water basin, with circular ripples in the water caused by raindrops.

Raindrops plip
on the circular basin
of water
(if there’s a fountain,
it’s not turned on).

Each drop
creates a
circular ripple,
and the
ripples
intersect:
constant 
small medium large
ripples
interlock
then vanish.

Like temporary voices
whispering secrets
of what the clouds
have seen.

We need to
listen closely,
or else
the whispers
will vanish
unheard.


copyright © 2021 Dave Williams

Holding Up the Sky

Photo of several columns arranged in a square with no building above them. A wide stretch of overcast cloud is above them instead.

Blue skies 
are so light
they float
on their own.

Scattered clouds
move with
just enough speed,
they stay aloft.

Stretches of overcast,
however,
need support
to hold them up.

Otherwise,
they thump
to the ground,
smothering
trees and buildings
and everything else—
causing 
car accidents 
and
people to bring
groceries to the
wrong houses
and
people to hold
hands with someone
who is not
their loved one.


copyright © 2021 Dave Williams. Photo taken at the National Arboretum in Washington, DC. These columns first supported the east portico of the National Capitol building, starting in 1828. They were replaced in 1958. The reason: “The dome of the Capitol, completed in 1864, appeared as if it was not adequately supported by the columns, because the iron dome that was ultimately built was significantly larger than the one that the designer had envisioned.” Quote is from — and more information can be found at — U.S. National Arboretum’s website.

Vain Stupid Omelet

Please do not
make fun of
the words
I used in Scrabble—
vain
stupid
omelet—
as they are better
than my usual
3-letter fare.
The next morning,
at the diner,
the omelet upon
my plate said,
“I’m the most ravishing
thing in here by far,
and I care not one fig
if I don’t know the
capital of California
or the sum of two plus two,
for I am about to die
a most beautiful death
upon this plate.”

Good Rulers

Good rulers
do not rule
with rulers
such as if the law
states every
picket fence
must be exactly
3.5 feet high
and if
the circumference
of your head
exceeds 26 inches,
you are shipped to
Big Head Island.
Good rulers
allow for variations
in this exotic parade
of humanity.


copyright © 2021 Dave Williams

Backup Data

Illustration of a computer laptop resting on a table, and the laptop has an angry face on the screen.

My computer snarled at me and said,
“Buddy, stop being such a slackup
and run a regular backup,
or else your cheek I’m gonna smackup,
and your nerves are gonna crackup.
If I ever break—
and every human and machine
is entitled to a mistake—
then the loss of your precious data
may be more than you can take.”


Copyright © 2020 Dave Williams. This poem is in my book, The Dancing Fish.