Best Midmorning Poems

Watching the clouds travel by,
fast moving, each one a soul
I name.  There's work to be done
up there, sweeping the sky clear
of sorrow, leaving unblemished
blue to lighten the load we carry.
They have been unburdened 
from theirs, still care for the 
absolution of the earthly....

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there's a man reading
divine Scriptures out loud.  light
shimmers on rain pools.
someone has left a sugar 
cube on the curb -- all is sweet....

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