an afternoon in bed
I see
a bruised cloud
out my window
ripe with rain
serenity
this world
is for me
too
I see
a pee-colored stain
on the floor
that damn dog
annoyance
this world
is for me
too
(There are no photos accompanying my simple poem becuase I couldn't decide whether to take one of the rain-cloud or the pee-stain, and by the end of the afternoon they'd both disappeared. Ahhh...impermanence. )
Aw! I'd definitely have opted to see the rain cloud instead of the peed carpet! Of course, lately, I've seen a lot of both....
ReplyDeleteGreat poem!