The sun is low in the western sky this evening
on my jog beside the river in the heat.
The water isrippling blue with wavelets
on the incomimg tide: it is like a painting to me.
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This is indeed a very fascinating account of your daily jog routine and the nature's beauty observed on the way. The details are quite adorable. But it is sad to know about your leg injury which has somehow restricted your movement. Thanks, Michael, for sharing this fine piece of poetry.
Dissapointment can be hard to shake off. I enjoyed your descriptive poem that is like gazing at a New Zealand painting. Thank goodness music and nature resonate with our mood and console the soul.
A perceptive, brilliant comment thanks. I am an emotional person and pop music and a certain scenery affect my mood positively. I was once called 'manic depressive'.
Exactly, I need those consolations to counter constant depression. Then I can move to the other extreme of joy.
Michael, very nice. David Bowie was very talented and left us too soon. I rate a " 10" ..
I had to revise and correct the poem-only slightly. It could not have been worth ten when it first appeared. Your positive comments encourage me to keep trying to do better, to push the envelope. David Bowie was, I thought, a different artist from most others. Yes, David is gone too soon.
Sun is low at western evening sky. You had to miss the master Games. Feeling lifted up is amazing. Sorrow is expressed with emotion. This is a brilliant poem excellently penned....10
I did regret missing the Masters Games, having planned to enter the half marathon. 'Sorrow' is a pop song that still holds up. I find.