Today’s poem is brought to you by…
…a week’s worth of heavy sea fog suddenly lifted this morning so that we have actual sunlight mixed with our gusty winds…
…a forecast for a week’s worth of nonstop rain…
…and thoughts of my loving bride.
Enjoy.
Wow, we passed the three week mark and didn’t even notice. Someone somewhere once said it takes 21 days to make something a habit. Here’s to making poetry a regular part of everyday living.
On the subject of everyday living, this morning has found me contemplating geography, familial relationships, networking, and the relationship we as a people, arguably as a species, now share with technology. Information always at our fingertips. Platforms selling connections rather than services. Social networks. Businesses that span globes.
It’s all so amorphous isn’t it? No less powerful for it, simply different. Arguably more powerful for the sheer amount of connections and information we’ve enabled ourselves to have access to. How on earth could we explain this modern phenomenon to someone thirty, or even twenty, years ago? More relevant, less philosophical question: where are we going with it?
I love the rain. Even when it makes me change my plans like it did this morning. There’s something about it that’s inspiring and comforting yet powerful with potential. It demands welcome and respect. And that’s enough out of me. On to today’s poetry!
The Everyday Poet 