Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Modern Yin Yang
The sky, always young, always ancient
Hazy in crisp, clear, cold fog
Brazen in the brightest blue
Until indigo sets flames to red
Or the mist seeps us into night.
Where soft transient sleeping eyes
Free feet from the faculty of ground
Alarm rings, bare feet, cold floor.
Your hair…a sand dune with shrubs on top.
Breakfast doesn’t turn into the most important meal of the day.
The car seat feels like bricks on your ass and you’re reminded of all the repairs that are needed.
Work…a mix of crazy, grumpy, self-involved people.
Clients, customers…a mix of crazy, grumpy, self-involved people.
The drive home…a mix…you get the drift.
And you wonder what happened to the sky?
Repeat first stanza.
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Yep. Sunrise. Sunset. Swiftly fly the years. So thankful for the entrances and exits…
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I think you’re the first person to get it. Thanks my friend.
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Delightful mix of humor despair. I like the “repeat first stanza”.
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Amazing 😍
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Yep, that’s the cycle of things. Well written.
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It’s funny how so many differences are the same…
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Nice!!
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Th Taoists know a thing or two. Yes, two. The poles and how they flow. Great poem.
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Never thought of this yin yang combination.. 🙂
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beautiful
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