Well, what will it be today…weather forecasters are like gamblers, never really knowing what to predict…wind, cold but the test is who will foresee kinds of precipitations these days… She prepares her bag before going to work adding safety measures to be able to challenge the moods of Mother Nature.
(troiku)
spring elements white powdered footpaths unpredictable
spring elements
moments of gusty winds
streams of golden rays
white powdered footpaths
clings to the past in silence
no one’s listening
unpredictable
cruel and vindictive
like a scorned lover
Walking home tonight the wind was so cold. She was happy she had an extra sweater and her lighter winter coat was just warm enough but not toast. She walked faster to create more heat and by the time she got to the Métro she was fine but not so fine when her bus arrived across the bridge…brrrr
(c) Jupiter Moon 3-21-1016 Karl Diefenderfer – Pennsylvania
Moon meets Jupiter
cool breeze clings to winter
drat where are my gloves?
One can feel the glow of the sun on the second day of spring despite the cool breeze. She looks out the patio window and sees how spring cleaning is overdue. Some things will have to wait until it is warmer like patio doors but still, it is refreshing to get a sense of renaissance…almost like those last hours of labour before childbirth.
Working on a youth line that is open 24/7 I have seen how challenging it can be and yet, it is also a labour of love. However the true heroes at this agency are those who listen with compassion from 6 to 8 and 10 hours each night. These counsellors are the true heroes of the night.
such sadness
listening all night long
the graveyard shift
uncovering truths
old wounds open – and,
untold secrets
such sadness
listening all night long
the graveyard shift
sudden tears
bearing heart and soul – sometimes,
left for vacant
such sadness
listening all night long
the graveyard shift