it's large,
takes up all space.
that's why it's crowded.
both in here and out there.
why is this so,
and it confuses me.
i didn't mean for everything to be confused.
it should be simple.
can this be out of line?
i suppose so.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
it's large,
takes up all space.
that's why it's crowded.
both in here and out there.
why is this so,
and it confuses me.
i didn't mean for everything to be confused.
it should be simple.
can this be out of line?
i suppose so.
there you go
or here you come
the blogger has to spell,
and i hear many say the t in often.
it should be pronounced ofen. with a silent t.
more fun to say. ofen.
quit crawling into the t.
make it easy on yourself.
three or more inches of snow,
and this morning continues.
thick, persistent flakes fall.
steady down.
constant.
remember when it wasn't snowing.
Quite ready this quiet morning.
No body circling the pasture.
ten degrees and it seems colder.
we'll find who's about.
see the trees filled.
we saw rabbits last night and this morn.
cold and wet now. and we've two weeks until January.
the days are long. Darrel what did i say sixty years ago at Christmas break?
That we'd be back and wonder where the time went.
we've watched the weather coast
now December has about run out.
no snow has lasted, but the season is hardly past.
i suppose snow season may begin, any time, with short warning.
we'll see. yes we will.
keep your gloves handy.
snow on the ground will melt today.
all away. we've seen the last coming down.
nothing more have i to say, about snow.
gone, you know ... for this year.
getting ready now for pizza, and warm afternoons.
want to pass through the virus phase, come out the other side.
see friends face to face. the regular old human race.
go out for breakfast.
take our time rolling through the back-country.
watching the sun-shine,
and the corn grow.
snow and Rome in very cold weather.
here is cold, not Rome two thousand years ago.
been waiting winter, heard today it isn't officially here yet.
how much else do you need?
i think we're set.
i'll think on this.
it's nice out there
when you're fully bundled
and warm is how i'm wrapped.
crumpled in a package.
Good for taking me outside
up and down the drive.
feel alive. sakes alive
snowflakes
forty years ago or so
when we crossed the joyous bridge,
our hearts filled with everything that should be.
they are, we are, completly.
tai chi, chinese food, boats, happy. good friends,
bay crossings. the best seasons, rain, wind. the scent of water,
always. gladness in our hearts.
brilliance resounds beyond believeability
just when it seems unavailable.
digest the morning scene.
hurl a beam. peaches and cream.
satisfy your dream.
where there's love in between,
hugs help lots of things.
apple cider is nearly
ready. we can heat it
on cool nights.
sounds the way we've always
done i don'f say it's
regular this time of year.
could seem so. should we
practically expect it?
i can't for sure say one way or 'nuther.
the full hour filled with joy.
moving as best we can,
these old folks tapping the boards,
an hour's worth, 0h boy.
we'll keep old heads together.
tap it out. an hour,
minutes, that's right
a good afternoon.
dressed and mentally able.
yes. we are.
who's that guy in the sky?
0h my? why am i so bygone?
a song's worth. i measured,
that's how much.
how often out of touch.
that such, so much. ruffled.