Mary Oliver Travel Mash-up Poems

Lord of Melons

Outside the summer clouds are drifting by (“I Own a House”)
Lightly, on their journey through the sky
Wispy vapors trailing aimlessly like
Tourists taking in all they can see.

O Lord of melons (“On Thy Wondrous Works I Will Meditate”)
And all other plants needing rain
Quench their thirst, Father,
Before I traverse new terrain.

   -Kim Johnson, with borrowed lines from the poetry of Mary Oliver, as noted