When green returned to the trees
We had a short-lived hope
That we were doing something right.

When we saw a few more birds in the sky
Their songs a bit richer with song
We sang along with our own praises.

When the water flowed
And we could see through it again
When it was water and not sludge, we smiled.

When we went one full year
Without the sky presenting fabulous
Cancerous colors, we relished the triumph.

But we were wrong, and too early to celebrate.
The earth was only being kind to us
The way a mother is before sharing hard news.


  1. What a beautiful piece, we truly need to take initiatives now or we will regret later.

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    1. Richard Q says:

      Thank you. It is a joy to have you visit. Your time (zone) is so much different than mine! I hope your days are glorious.

      I cherish your idea, and your hope, of taking initiatives.


      1. Thank you very much..means much to me

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      2. Richard Q says:

        Our circle of gratitude alone is worth the sun’s rising.


  2. The Amethyst Lamb says:

    This is perfectly in sync with the way I’ve been feeling lately. Thank you for this beautiful poem.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Richard Q says:

      Thank you. I find a resonance in your pieces continually. There was even something special about the hour when this poem born. It’s great to hear from you!

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    1. Richard Q says:

      Thank you, in abundance. I feel a certain kinship with your own work. May we continue to intersect.

      Joy to you.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. theusedlife says:

        And to you. I’m delighted that we’ve been able to connect.

        Liked by 1 person

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