“What’s in this box?” “Good question. To be honest every time I look at the contents, I just…” “… glaze over?” “Exactly.” Turns out there were pens and lightbulbs and notepads, and something Ric’s been looking for. Likely the contents of a junk drawer – you know, the stuff you put out of sight because […]
It was a neighbour girl that started it. We played together one day – a rare occurrence, as she seldom came outside. “How do you know you’re not adopted?” she hissed at me, as if to say: You don’t know everything. I started to answer, but then, the words got stuck. How did I know? […]
The best part of our new home is the abundance of birds, from the young cardinal whose family nests in the bushes behind, to this unexpected visitor outside my window. To watch the birds is mesmerizing. This fierce hunter also makes an appearance daily: Naturally, there are many more species, but I’ll save those for […]
I love how this poem characterizes youth with words and age with action. I love the image, too.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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Well done with the pairing of power and photo – and so much to ponder and appreciate with age and lessons learned
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There really is…thank you
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🙂
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There is truth there VJ. Wonderful poem 🙂
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Thanks so much, Christine.
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Are you basically saying that this life is but a doomed journey of misery and loneliness, punctuated by moments of suffering, and ending in total annihilation?
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I might be feeling that way at the moment Mike – quit peeking. Oh, but wait, is that a cardinal at my window…how delightful….ah a poet’s mind.
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Einstein reportedly said either everything is a miracle or nothing is. Have a great day! 😊
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A very truthful poem, VJ. Well written!
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Thank you, Eugi.
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You’re welcome, VJ!
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Well penned ❣️
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Thanks!
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