Day: October 23, 2021

Sometime in the past
The threat of rain
Car pulled over by police
I am passed in a careless way
By a man with a handicap
License Plate
He enters the Church parking lot
In a hurry to meet with God so
He parks in a spot where we 
Were instructed not to park
What is the hurry? 
The Father has His own schedule

Stanski
October 23, 2021 ^

The real world escapes me as 
I dwell in the late October landscape.  
Beauty, still existing, lifts me and 
I make plans for next year.  
This is often consuming, 
but never tiring.  
Possibilities cross my mind, 
I get excited, but 
probabilities settle me down.  
This is a one man show and 
Rome was not built in a day.  
The trees are empty and 
won’t be filled for five or six months.  
I have plenty of time to make my plans and 
no pressure is mounting because 
I am on my own and call all the shots.  
There is one dead tree to take down.  
It is on adjacent property, but 
looms as a danger.  
Branches break off at the top and 
fall where children play and cars are parked.  
Broken concrete will have to wait until spring.  
I stay focused on what is in front of me and 
exist in a peaceful trance.  
The sun will soon be setting.  
All is well in Stansville.

Stanski
October 23, 2021 ^