At a cafe all alone
Without a poem
Imperfectly arranged
to be
a part of living
And looking for the good stuff
And hoping that is enough

At a cafe all alone
Without a poem
Imperfectly arranged
to be
a part of living
And looking for the good stuff
And hoping that is enough

Posted in Coffee, Kalamazoo, NAPOMO 2024, NaPoWriMo, Photos, Poems, RETIREMENT, RETIREMENT RIFFS, Water color
Tagged Flowers, NaPoWriMo, Poem, Poetry, Poetry Maybe, RETIREMENT RIFFS, short poem, Yer' Art
Here today
And gone tomorrow
Rather not spend it lost in sorrow
So if it’s a choice of something
peaceful
Why not take it?
Could be happiness
is a lot of what we make it
This world has ALWAYS and ALWAYS
been out of kilter
Some of its noisiest, obnoxious
people have no perceivable filter
Grateful to have been in the middle of
so much good so far
even with all my unanswered questions
and the world will be sublime and bizarre
with or without my many suggestions

Posted in Gratitude, Life, NAPOMO 2024, Photograph, Poetry of sorts, RETIREMENT, RETIREMENT RIFFS
Tagged Existential Angst, Flowers, Gratitude, NaPoWriMo, Photos, Poem, Poetry Maybe, short poem
Looking for inspiration
During allergy-induced
miscombobulation
I know, I know
The word is actually
Discombobulation
But that just emphasizes
the degree of distraction
in this blooming season
of sneezing
and cosmic over-reaction

Posted in A Beautiful Day, Photograph, Poetry of sorts, Spring
Tagged allergies, Flowers, Garden, looking out my back door, NaPoWriMo, Photos, Poem
From the sublime to the ridiculous:
May we absorb wisdom and grace and act with compassion and intelligence. May we be okay today and notice the good stuff with relish (no tomato)!

Posted in Daily Prompt, Photograph, Riffs of Retirement, Thought, thoughts