top of page

The World We Make - Nov. 11, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • Nov 11, 2024
  • 1 min read

friendly clouds

cheerful blue sky

a kind sun


with eyes closed

the world is a gray picture


opened emotions can give

mountains an approachability


or a bird hits the perfect notes

to sing of a hopeful day ahead


a bench and the tree above them

seem delighted with your visit


and in a moment of wonder

your existence suddenly

unrelated to feelings or senses

but the universe has swallowed you

and left something extraordinary

and just out of reach


 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
Invisible River - Jan. 21, 2026

wind acts like water flows through trees pushes leaves spirals in eddies spills down mountains cuts channels around buildings, and sometimes rages like a river sweeping everything away   a muscular on

 
 
 
Thin Ice of Time - Jan. 20, 2026

I’ll walk Gracie till she can no longer walk, be more vigilant when she stumbles near the edge of the pool   I’ll watch her sleep as soundly as a pillow on a sofa, moved a couple times of day but othe

 
 
 

Comments


  • facebook

©2020 by Poetry Rock. Proudly created with Wix.com

bottom of page