It’s just for now that
dark clouds hover. Tomorrow
sun will fill the sky.
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It’s just for now that
sun fills the sky. Tomorrow
dark clouds will hover.
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Can we find a way
to live both with and beyond
such changing weather?
JDG
It’s just for now that
dark clouds hover. Tomorrow
sun will fill the sky.
~
It’s just for now that
sun fills the sky. Tomorrow
dark clouds will hover.
~
Can we find a way
to live both with and beyond
such changing weather?
JDG
Foregone conclusions
have a way of going wrong.
See Clinton 08.
JDG
For a few hours
I whisper sweet nothings in
silence’s cocked ear.
JDG
Intermittent rain
this summer season – flowers
bloom and trees rejoice.
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Accepting summer
after rejecting winter –
inner seasons change.
JDG
Poets ignore those
no trespassing signs and write
their way into life.
~
Faced with bird droppings,
the poet works to turn poo
into poetry.
JDG
After the sky fell,
Chicken Little looked up, sighed,
asked herself, “What’s next?”
~
“Sheep like meadows, cows
like corn, so what’s the big deal?”
says Little Boy Blue.
~
“Wasn’t it enough
that I sat on that tuffet?
Why the curds and whey?”
JDG
Dogs and cats and kids,
all hungry, demanding food –
morning madness reigns
JDG
In summer morning
mist, trees await the kiss of
slowly rising sun.
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Though some may see shapes
in those shifting morning clouds,
I see senryu.
JDG
Beneath the surface,
if we go deep, compassion’s
mighty river flows.
JDG
Forget or forgive?
Remember the hot stove burns,
but it bakes bread, too.
~
I’m trying to help.
Not sure what to do until
A misstep says stop.
Janet Cook