A Balm of Blog
This Peacechick Mary post instigated this piece of poetry, and helped me get up for a short week at work.
Life is good. {-;
A tear
streaming down my cheek
Love from the fading night
of Summer
The sky yawns mightily
Autumn prepares our souls for Winter
So that Spring
May come again
World never ending
Changes
yet again
Life is good. {-;
A tear
streaming down my cheek
Love from the fading night
of Summer
The sky yawns mightily
Autumn prepares our souls for Winter
So that Spring
May come again
World never ending
Changes
yet again
That is beautiful, Michael!
ReplyDeleteIt takes time, but spring does show up when you least expect it.
Spring is eternal. As our the Yankees.
ReplyDeleteSpring does turn a young heart to thoughts of love...
ReplyDeleteSweet.
ReplyDeleteWell, 'cept for them damn Yankees...
{-;
I'm glad. You must be like me in that nature is the best medicine. It's just getting the "hum" of nature back in our hearts that does it for me.
ReplyDeleteIt does it for me too, PCM. Thing is, ever since I was a little kid, I've wanted to live in the country, but near to a big city.
ReplyDeleteI get something integral from both sides of that coin, and start gettin' "edgy" without proper doses of first one then the other.
Just writin' 'bout it, I've got Freddy Mercury's voice in head singing I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now...
Whatchyagonnado... I don't think I've ever change in that regard, at any rate.
Spring has sprung
ReplyDeleteAnd Bush will whiz
When he learns
The House ain't his
MB, you don't hate my Yanks do you? You cannot. You're not a Red Sox fan. Nobody in their right mind outside of New England could be a Sox fan!
ReplyDeleteI sure do like this. I missed it at Mary's since I have had little time on the computer the last couple of days.
ReplyDeleteI have to back off the internet sometimes and get in touch with the little reality I call my personal life. I have to refocus and re-charge. Since it's in the high 80's outside, it sure doesn't feel like fall is here yet. Next week they predict the high will only be 80, that might feel a little more fall-ish.
The Red Sox, AG? To borrow BG's phrase, eeewwww!!!
ReplyDeleteLove AG. Hate yer Yankees.
'Tis impossible to be an Indians' fan and hold any truck with the boyz from the Bronx. Unless, of course, one happens to own them as does the former Clevelander, G. Steinbrenner.
This year I'm on the motor-city-kitties bandwagon. Hopefully next year, my tribe will be up for another run at the Championship. I won't start holdin' my breath 'til they sign some decent free-agents though.
I spent 9 mos in Ft Lauderdale one year, POP. From what I recall, your autumn starts and ends at some point in the middle of January, and is almost immediately followed by summer. Have fun and I hope your li'l break was a refreshing one.
Ah, that is a lovely poem.
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