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There is a sickness in the air
Tree tops are passing the news
To the stones and the soil
To prepare the paths
Through the forest
And into the valleys
To the villages of compassion;
To be cured .
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Above darkening gray clouds
The dim glowing sun
Caught my eye.
I started to hum,
“Everything’s gonna’ be alright.”
As dusk, settled on my chair.
I silenced it with a sigh.
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From ground to empty stoneware pottery,
my soul poured out my life
into my morning’s coffee cup;
existence to non-existence.
Oh, then to remembrance;
of knowledge, when I first held out my hand
—holding, the first summer’s rose.
I emptied my cup
holding empty stoneware pottery
waiting in anticipation for tomorrow’s coffee..
sanaarizvi
April 12, 2020 at 2:38 pm
Love this especially; “From ground to empty stoneware pottery, my soul poured out my life into my morning’s coffee cup.” 🙂
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Myrna
March 30, 2020 at 4:49 pm
They’re all wonderful. A true “picture” of our world today.
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Rall
March 30, 2020 at 12:33 pm
Morning coffee, Bob Marley, poetry,talking trees…hey life is good…Courage mon vieux !
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Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES
March 30, 2020 at 9:23 am
I especially love trees passing the news and soul soul pouring out life like coffee in a mug.
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thotpurge
March 30, 2020 at 6:01 am
I like the treetops passing the news- just yesterday I was wondering what the birds in my city are making of the empty roads.
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Rosemary Nissen-Wade
March 30, 2020 at 5:50 am
I love the first one best of all.
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Beverly Crawford
March 29, 2020 at 7:10 pm
…and may your morning coffee bring renewed hope and promise!
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gillena cox
March 29, 2020 at 6:56 pm
WOW you just said it all so profundly beautiful
Happy you dropped bh my blog
Much❤love
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Marja
March 29, 2020 at 6:43 pm
Beautifully written I loved ” the tree tops are passing on the news” and holding the first summers rose. Love that song brings up lots of memories Yes lets hope everything’s gonna be all right
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Magaly Guerrero
March 29, 2020 at 12:01 pm
Spilling the “hum” into my own coffee. It’s a wonderful tune to join in.
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dsnake1
March 29, 2020 at 10:15 am
the dim glowing sun will be bright again, won’t it?
stay safe, friend! 🙂
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Sherry Marr
March 28, 2020 at 8:19 pm
I love the trees passing the news, the paths into the forest of compassion……..love the dusk settling on your chair and your silencing it with a sigh……….wonderful writing! Stay safe, kiddo.
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