WITH GRATEFUL HEARTS WE ARE THANKFUL
EVERY MOMENT IS A GIFT
LISTEN AND CHERISH EACH MOMENT
IT COULD BE THE LAST
HAPPY THANKSGIVING
Month: November 2023
A Surprise
The melting together of doing
useful things with the impractical
sparks imagination to new vistas
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The leaves shed their sadness
breeze lighten their fall
they airily dance their way down
softening my footfalls on the ground.
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Two unrelated things
was how they met
one was sad, the other laughing
They looked at each other, surprised
and talked until the last a[phabet.
Life
My life is like the season:
more leaves are falling,
doubts are getting less,
always mindful of God.
nte: The books I’m currently reading: The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood (for my Book Club), The Half Known Life in Search of Paradise by Pico Iyer and First You Write a Sentence by Joe Moran.
Habits
With unkempt hair your necessity for an anchor
Tossed away from one relationship to another
Uproot useless habits without mercy
Sing the seductive delights of cleanliness
Like a polished shell
You are alone with no one to talk to
You write a sentence and hear what your heart says
Like when we met and exchanged whispers
Of poetic phrases.
A dysrhythmia of poetic passages
You can forgive yourself for writing boring sentences
From laziness rather than carelessness.
You hate careless writing without thinking
Like adding soy sauce to the dish instead of tumeric.
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