And in it goes, you know -
all the knowledge. At least
for this week. And then next
week it will be something other
and the other will be there, some-
where...showing up in the odd dream.
I love poems, most of them anyway.
We had a dying tree, it's gone now
a group of guys with one chain saw
cut it all up and their branch-eater
took what they didn't leave. Only
trunk segments left, hauled on a sled
I moved them all out of sight for now.
The men went away, a bit underpaid, I thought.
The squirrels have noticed, I'm sure
and possibly some of the birds.
I guess it does leave room for the moon
she has been getting plenty of attention
blushing even. It's still cold here.
The sky stays quite clear at night.
And only yesterday, my dad was pushing his snowblower.
It's been quite a while here.
Feels good
Saturday, February 23, 2008
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6 comments:
You are all over the place with this piece. But I love the chaotic nature of it all. There is something about the chaos in life that makes me smile.
Thank you.
T
there is a gentle sense of life's continuation in this and i love it
thank you
an intriguing flow of thoughts... a bit like a diary but much more than that. yes, you have captured life... well done!
inside our hands, outside our hearts - thank you for the smile :)
floots - thank you - I'm hoping to continue writing a bit more frequently.
polona - very nice comment, thanks :)
I really like the way this reads.
It's so full of life and wonderful rhythm.
It's great how you express your freedom.
Thank you.
A day in the life... Steve, you can have all the cold, but I do appreciate viewing from here.
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