waiting for spring break
the teacher’s patience grows thin
the pupils grow cold
–photo by me
Tag: poetry
morning prayer
as the sun rises on a new day
may we go forth in our lives
healthy in mind, body, spirit
let us not forget compassion
kindness, and dignity for all
may we remember to pause
to absorb the natural beauty
and wonders of this world
may our spirits be renewed
as the sun rises on a new day
–photo by my son, Aaron
senryu: isolated
isolated souls
may just need a little warmth
to help melt the ice
–photo by me
Shot of the Day 2/27/20
The immature bald eagle is,
I’m sure that some will say,
A more befitting emblem for
America today.
–Photo by me
tanka: forgotten
if you work with wood
even your best work always
ends up rotten
work with words and your best work
will never be forgotten
–photo by me
Duluth
Long in
the tooth,
The soul
of Duluth
Is more than
The people alone;
It’s there in the street,
In the bricks and concrete;
It’s there in the steeples of stone.
–Photo by me
Shot of the Day 2/19/20
The meaning of their name is lost
When evergreens are rimed with frost.
–Photo by me
Puddles
Life is a well-puddled road;
In body, I charge down it
And muddy up the waters;
In mind, I avoid the pits
And seem to learn little;
In spirit, I stay above it
And watch it all unfold.
When I look back to
Reflect on my journey,
I see one dynamic soul
With muddy feet,
A confused look,
And an easy laugh.
–Photo by me
Stony Brook
The snow builds up on Stony Brook
And gives it a surreal look
With waters inundated by
Albino hippopotami
–Photo by me
twice as nice
one day the sun
just disappeared
we knew not where it went
and as we searched
the blackened sky
our local space…unbent
the earth was cast
into the void
our journey had begun
and so we sailed
the cosmic sea
to find another sun
in time we found
binary stars
to keep us from the ice
and every time
they set or rise
it’s always doubly nice
michaeljordahl 