Cuckoo’s New Song


Sometimes that old cuckoo

refuses to sing,

aware that robbed time

can create a most

beautiful mess

Sometimes those rivers

of time flowing swiftly by

get stuck in clumsy eddies,

creating nature’s nurseries

of future plans

Sometimes, somehow

the prospect of a quiet pause

proposes a reconsideration of

each projection and each intention,

making room for a new song

photo: mine

prompts: Poets on the Page, Five Minute Friday/31 Days, WP Daily Post, #Beautiful Mess, #PoetteerChat


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