A Post a Day July 2014 Number Twenty-Eight

Three Facebook pages on writing, a post a day on each for the month of July, combined and posted here as well. 

Small Stone, July 2014, Twenty-eighth

Stop. Listen! What's that sound? 

The creek behind our house is vocal this Monday morning, busy ferrying the rain from overnight to the river. The verdant trees that cover the mountain are shaking off their cloak of fog, a silent task, 


July Writing Project - A Poem a Day - Day Twenty-eight

Come, take a Monday jaunt with me
Adventures we shall seek
Encounter life at every turn
At Nirvana take a peek

I know a path through yonder wood
Leads to a vale so green
Where we can make a life so good
The like you've never seen

We shall dine on fruit so sweet
Nibble on fairy cake
King of the Forest we will meet
And dew mist wine partake

Time there, you see, is not the same
No schedule made to keep
Just days to play in joyful game
Nights of peaceful sleep

I see that you are torn at heart
And listening to you head
But still the journey I must start
Before the day has fled

I shall leave you here for now
And be companion free
As you to life and work kowtow
I such restraints shall flee




Twenty-eighth Noticing, July 2014

imperfect ten

Anticipation  > disappointment. Purchased: Gourmet Chicken Salad. > Contained : Dill Potato Salad