A Lazy Saturday Afternoon

It's a lazy Saturday afternoon
and the only thing
I want to do is write.

It's a lazy Saturday afternoon,
a breeze
is blowing
through oak and olive trees.

It's a lazy Saturday afternoon,
the clouds are moving
slowly to the east,
as patches of blue sky
appears between patches
of white and gray.

It's a lazy Saturday afternoon,
a good time to write
free verse or haiku.

It's a lazy Saturday afternoon
in Las Vegas:

clouds hide the bright sun
the wind blows the limbs of trees
olive, oak, and pine.