Two Poems this Month
Flowing
Flowing, flowing
feel the river of life.
Smiling, smiling
the warmth of being
greets you
Loving, loving
heals the soul
Light, light
awaits like a beacon
Peace, peace
the journey completes
Comments: Similar theme as last month's Flow.
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My Special Clock
Being many decades old,
who would have believed
what simple joys
a hand painted clock
could bring me.
The little bird
resting on its perch
swings back and forth,
silently tic tock.
Many hours
spent at the computer
writing and writing.
When a brief break is needed
I peer at the little clock
and smile before returning.
Someday,
I expect it
to go “cuckoo.”
Comments: Clock is pictured to the right.
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