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From the Porch

"Ponderings--daily poems from my hexagon shaped cabin overlooking a lovely trout pond"
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the pond is filled with ripples

sparkling in the sunlight,

not like yesterday,

when a storm

poured rain on the pond,

and a chilling wind tore leaves

from the trees.

Nearby, a pile of logs

is waiting to be split,

the axe resting

like me,

loving these idle moments

when everything that could be done

is waiting

for these moments to go

where they go,

just like the ripples on the pond

moving mysteriously across the water

while I wait,

sitting still.

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