I love to write
Especially when
The outcome is great
Who do I write for?
Myself and loved ones
Friends and fellows
I am encouraged
When kind comments
Come my way
Many, many words
Many, many miles
Good and bad
It all comes out
I watch a bird
Dive into lake water
Spear a fish
Live for another day
The ways of nature
The ways of poets
Not everyone satisfied
Nor do all understand
Poetry mimics life
Or maybe the other way
Some cringe at
The route to survival
A fish dies, the bird lives
Until an eagle changes that
This is not a human plan
More a law of nature
I’ll examine myself
The good, bad and the ugly
Regrets for some
Humility for others
Nothing changes yesterday
We have just today
Tomorrow when it comes
Begins with a clean slate
When we look back
We see a blur
Yesterday gone
I write for today
My words will fade
In the same way
Only the truth of them
Will endure forever.
Stanski 11/07/2023, ^
Steve Haarman 