I love life!
The wind blows the curtains aside at every window.
You can’t keep stuff under wraps, in the box, off the breeze.
Out, out, out! It’s all getting out
Whippy, wily feathered things fly from their cage doors at the first opportunity. Glittery, golden, gorgeous things keep breaking out of their corrals.
You can’t keep the goat from crossing the troll bridge, the cat off the counter and the lid on the pot when steaming the vegetables. It bounces, in place. You can’t even keep the potatoes from sprouting in the cupboard.
Light shines, kittens sleep on each other, water rises over the dam, things fly away, plants sprout.
Take beauty, it streams from every street corner — statues, trees, pets, lamp posts, signs, flowers, girls — the beautiful stuff just won’t stop popping out at the intersections.
And we keep popping out too, from various and curious disasters.
Potential — it smiles from the men at the bottom of the piles.
Hope sprouts from the misses in their little black dresses.
All our best commodities spring from our worst oddities.
Bravery leaps from fear.
Belief rises within every outburst of doubt.
A snatch of love pops up to overwhelm every living scrap of hate.
In every conversation lurks a friendship, or a partnership or a marriage.
Nothing stays down for long!
What’s next?
I can hardly wait!
Modern Soliloquies & Pastiches 