Day: March 5, 2020

 
Back in the days
 
Horse hooves clatter on pavement
Early morning milkman
Scheduled delivery
Early today
Regular order
Same as always
 
Empties clank
On return to wagon
Hypnotic sound
Back to sleep
Over sleep
 
Startled awake
Check on milk
A little late
Cold winter mornings
Allow cream to rise
Above lip of bottle
Still wearing cap
Looking proud
If not arrogant
 
Nothing broken
Not so far
Winter has its way
Hope it breaks
Before too long
 
Stanski
March 5, 2020
 

 
Snowy precipitation
Comes to end
Winter wonderland
May be at hand
 
Howling wind
Throughout the night
Recreation of
What had been
 
Morning light
Causing fright
Snow drifts high
And we mere men
 
Stanski
March 5, 2020 ^

 
How often do we change?
One minute, king of the hill
The next bowing and holding onto the hope
That we will be singled out and recognized
By someone special
 
Labels are strictly out of style
What matters today is how we
Take care of our part of the mountain
 
Responsibility trumps big-fish syndrome
Being the man is okay as long as
The gig is handled with dignity
Consideration for all the players
In this game of life
If we are to be regarded as worthy
 
Bullies prey on the weak to no good end
Better would it be to lead and
Protect the weak
Recognition then is valid and positive
No need to change
Your agenda is clear and humble
 
Gaze out from the top of the mountain
Absorb the enchantment and glory
Then return to the valley where
The worthwhile things have to be done
Execute with a glad heart
Whether following or leading
Fulfillment awaits you as
You live this precious gift of life
 
Stanski
March 5, 2020 ^