Apr 27, 2021

But still, life is beautiful.


When I die, let me sleep in the rain that falls on the trees, in the rain that falls on the ocean. Let me sleep easy in the wetness that brings life. 

-jobe



The moon is just over half-fat, and waning. Not yet sunrise. The air tells me that a storm is on the way.

See my wife limp? Her ankle troubles her. And I also limp; my knees are shot. Time is catching up with us. 

But still, life is beautiful, the earth is beautiful. See the dark streaks of color in the predawn sky. See my wife’s sly smile. 

-jobe

"As much as we need a prosperous economy, we also need a prosperity of kindness and decency." 

-Caroline Kennedy


LINKS-

Ren Powell

Bait the Lines

Hardcore Zen

haiku eye

The Urban Mermaid

HOOT, a monthly literary magazine on a postcard

The Slowdown

clay and branches

THOTPURGE

Summer's End

Medusa's Kitchen

The Middlewesterner

The Morning Porch/Patio

VIA NEGATIVA, purveyors of fine poetry since 2003

thanks/jobe




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