Ellipsis

Sangeeta Reddy www.sangeetareddyart.com

Sangeeta Reddy
sangeetareddyart.com

A rainy night, a rainy morning
wind whistling in tree and chime
the low roar of a distant Navy jet
the dawn outlining tree on ridge . . .

What will the day hold of mischief or mercy
of words angrily spoken or silent
of children beaten or held
of old men at dance or free fall . . .

To choose the right is easy
from the vantage of those who observe
to do the good, that’s what’s hard
for those who simply engage . . .

The hours unfold as a test
not only for politicians and bankers
but for every single living thing
given the gift of a day still undone . . .

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About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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3 Responses to Ellipsis

  1. It seems that today, Peter, resonate with all that I have going on inside of me. This one, in particular has the raw truth of which I woke to question. A beautiful composition. Hugs, H.

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  2. Morgan says:

    Wonderful! Truly 😊

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