Each snowflake, like each human being is unique. |
1 whispers from my soul reverberates through my mind creates poetry 2 The neighborhood trees palm, pine, olive, and oak grow along Sunrise Avenue. 3 On this one-way street cars drivers ignore traffic laws and drive the wrong way. 4 The wind blows litter west on Sunrise Avenue partly cloudy sky. 5 Sudden gust of wind partially clears the litter for a little while. 6 I am thankful for pine limbs dancing in the wind sun casts long shadows 7 I am thankful for the one-half sub sandwich in refrigerator. 8 I am thankful for the cranberry juice I have waiting in the fridge. 9 I am thankful for scrambled eggs with bacon and a green salad. 10 I am thankful for the sound of the wind blowing through the neighborhood palm trees. 11 Unadorned lettuce Saturday afternoon snack The crunch when I chew 12 Cold fruit on lettuce A healthy alternative On warm afternoons 13 Monday miracle I woke up without pain and got out of bed. 14 Monday miracle at dawn I heard a rooster crow and birds sing. 15 Monday miracle the city wakes up, stretches, yawn, and goes to work. 16 Beautiful red fruit Adorn dark green vines waiting For me to eat them 17 An editable fruit tomatoes go with lettuce in my green salad. 18 A strong cup of joe Unadorned with anything Sipped from a white cup. 19 On Sunday I washed My favorite white cup For the first time this month 20 As I sip coffee I listen to the birds Writing motivation. 21 Echoes of thunder Lightning and cold drops of rain Monday afternoon 22 Afternoon shower On a cloudy day in May Strange thoughts come to mind 23 In the laundromat the washers and the dryers use debit cards and not coins. 24 I washed my socks out today in the bathroom sink using laundry detergent. 25 As I washed my socks I contemplated the metaphor of laundry and the meaning of life. 26 Where do lost socks go when you lose them in the wash? Do monsters eat them? 27 An exciting week Not what I was wishing for The drama is past 28 Moving attitude Take a hint from the sparrows Who build a new nest each year 29 White clouds and blue sky Gentle breeze dancing through trees Morning prayers said. 30 Prayer book open To praise and gratitude Intone Baha'u'llah's words. 31 Morning advances the birds have stopped their singing and the day heats up. 32 Summer is coming triple digit temperatures: I need more coffee. 33 Birds fly to their nest returning home from hunting another warm day. 34 Shall I recapitulate, perhaps I should write encapsulate, the merry month of May. 35 What shall I write about May that hasn't already been said. 36 Sunday morning I woke up in pain because I lay down to sleep last night. 37 As I recite the short healing prayer revealed by Baha'u'llah the pain subsides in incremental amounts. |