Poems

The written way to share insight and wisdom; from others and me, covering an infinite subject range – equality, nature, acceptance.

7.21a Thursday

Hello, splendid Morning.

Your pastel purple cloud hugging the hillside. Parallel to the geese flying in line low. Our to-do list chatter about groceries. The worn-out Pyrex sits on the counter. Forgotten from the dishwasher.
I put away everything I thought.
I thought wrongly.
It happens?
Yes, dear Morning.
It does.

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RESPONSE: Love the title, and the details and the sweetness of this author. It’s written with just a right amount of joy, sorrow, nostalgia – of course ending is powerful too. A very well-written window into the author’s heart.