a new morning breaks
the clouds are undone
the spirit awakes
the flight has begun
the dark of night ending
we all are as one
ascending and blending
into the sun
–Photo by me (originally posted in Jan ’17)
Author: michaeljordahl
Retired Miner, loves science, reading, carving, walking, recovering alcoholic
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when the parade comes
bulging buttocks are pried loose
from concave couches
In Character
when I see myself
as a character in a book
a wonderful transition
takes place
life’s up and downs
are only little twists
in the plot to keep
the book entertaining
moreover
I would buy this book
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an alien vibe
seeping into our world here
betrays the portal
–Photo by me
Universe 13
At nearly seven miles long
And half a mile wide,
The freighter cleared
The loading dock,
Her escort at her side.
Departing from the Ceres Mine,
She eased into the stars
With another load of iron
For a steel mill on Mars.
Now as she left The Belt,
A rift in space began to form–
“Great Ganymede!”
The captain cried,
“We’re heading for a storm!”
The freighter soon was torn apart,
And ne’er again was seen,
And that’s the way
that things went down
In Universe 13.
Anne Frank Quote
One of my favorite quotes on nature and peace of mind is from the young Anne Frank. She says, “The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy, is to go outside, somewhere they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be.” After hiding in a concealed attic for two years as a young teen, she knew what she was talking about. And standing here today, in the fresh spring air, overlooking this leaf-lined lazy river, I feel like I too know what she was talking about.
Another quote she used was, “Paper is more patient than man.” I get that one, too.
–Photo by me
free will in chains
I know it seems
our hopes and dreams
arising in our brains
are written free
by you and me
and yet the fact remains
we cannot know
where thoughts will go
and so the mind refrains
from seeing it’s true–
we have no clue
free will is wrapped in chains
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slowly, silently
the cumulus popcorn clouds
of blossoms explode
–Photo by me
stump
this old stump was
a magnificent tree
and has more than
a little in common
with me–we both
have the structure
of better days seen
and the young swaying
saplings make us turn a bit green
–Photo by me
oops! (a true story)
into the iron
depths of hell
the mighty brute I rode
and so appeased
the metal beast
with yet another load
at four AM
I hardly felt
the many bumps and jolts
but nothing quite
will wake you like
a hundred thousand volts
my truck box hit
a power line
I should’ve stayed in bed
and had my boss
just send to me
the million bucks instead
michaeljordahl 