Blessed are those that mourn. for they shall be comforted. (Matthew 5:4)
Author: michaeljordahl
Retired Miner, loves science, reading, carving, walking, recovering alcoholic
haiku 55
a delicious moon
floats on cotton candy clouds
in a sweet moonset
–photo by me
limerick 5
now I went for a walk just to see
what a photo op winter might be,
but then with the snow
and the twenty below,
well, the only thing out there was me
–photo by my son, Aaron
Mugglage
Harry Potter,
Just a lad
Who lived
Under the stairs,
Found out
He was a wizard
Caught in
Mugglesque
Affairs;
Perhaps it’s true
For me and you —
In all our
Muggleness,
We need someone
To tell us
Of the magic
We possess!
Photo of the Day
Just had to post this morning’s dawn casting a warm blush on cold, blue snow. A real study in contrast–it’s 32 below!
wordless wed 1/16/19
–photo by me
painted lady
flittering, fluttering
lighter than dust
she’s flaunting
her marbled
mahogany wings
and even the flowers
are so envious
they stare
on their stalks
at the beauty she brings
–orig. post 3/17
Six Word Stories — 12
Exhibit A: Tyrone’s bloody toy gun.
stars (cinquain)
stars
endless, eternal
blazing, sparkling, dazzling
phenomenon to wish upon
stellae
–photo by me
They Say
Now they say that
There’s no rhyme for silver,
And they say that
There’s no rhyme for orange,
But I’ve petted
A bleating young chilver,
And in high school
I studied a sporange.
So they say that
What is often isn’t,
And they say that
What isn’t often is,
So I guess that
What isn’t isn’t isn’t,
And what is isn’t
Is isn’t is.
michaeljordahl 