Watched a blue sky tonight
Float away into dust
With starlight making it’s entrance
While sunlight rusted on
Carrying a short winged bird
Off into thy nether woods
Calling ahead to share
Evenings bounty, a full gathering
And though I worked long hard hours
Though I toiled away the day
Coming dusk soothed thy bones
A pleasant surrender thus I depart
Tag: hours
The Hour of the Feast (day 1160)
I pick upon the hours of time
Like some delectable brandywine
But to my delight
There’s never a fight
When it comes time to dine
Move Yourself (day 270)
The stiff stride
Is always evident
In a person who spends
Many of their hours
Sitting still
Behind the wheel
Or the keyboard
Without the much
needed movement
