Happiness is now
framed by golden light
an ebony cat sits still
in front of
spring rain
splattered windows
Silver clouds leave
leisurely over
the Pinion Range
Mother Nature
beckons
come outside
baby blue skies
moss brown hills
young sprouts
cautiously peeking
checking the chilled,
clean air
My cat lightly pads to the door
Looks expectantly at me
yellow eyes gleaming
how can you ignore
these summons
so out we step
together
into the Happiness
of Now
Really lovely. It brings me great happiness of now too.
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ReplyDeletemoss brown hills
young sprouts
cautiously peeking
checking the chilled,
clean air
I liked these lines and picture it. Angry gray skies and blackish green hills where I am. Bleh!
Speaking of... I think your cat wants me to let it out.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, though, this one is good. Don't know if it's one of your better poems, but it's certainly one of your happier ones. You should try this more often.