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    Games Now and Then     August 22, 2009

    summer rain

    sat brooding over far horizon

    waiting, musing, calculating

    its moodiness distant thunder

    lulling swimmers and golfers

    greying clouds giving false blessing

    short reprieve from sweltering sticky heat

    one more lap in child packed pool

    one more hole chased by afternoon foursome

    kerack

    lightening cymbal smacks ears

    lifeguard's whistle commands

    glistening bodies shoot from frothing pool

    high fives passed as boldest ones dash toward porch

    careening golf cart slews past hole two, heading in

    dry clubhouse beckoning indignant golfers

    kerack

    swimmers watch in gleeful awe

    wind making twisting waves on their pool

    duffers groaning with time garnered knowledge

    storm furies jump upon them

    wind making cart braces sing

    four heads craning behind to see

    purple rain curtain undulating

    suddenly God's waterbed springs a leak

    no not a leak but a sky-sized rend

    cold rain soaking all four men

    shivering they brake cart

    complaining of game not played through

    plucking at soaked clothes clinging

    oldest begins to laugh, remembering

    cousin Jim's swimming hole

    innocent disregard when summer lightening cracked

    he laughs again, startling disgruntled friends

    for he can see grandson

    peering from poolside porch

    miming his delight that grandpa is wet too

    summer rain

    pulls tattered cloud skirt past far horizon

    winds having repaired God's waterbed tear

    swimmers dive back into pool

    golfers shrug embarrassed, turn cart back

    return to hole five to play again