Wednesday, November 26, 2014

November 26, 2014 Writers Digest 2014 Novermber PAD Challenge/ The Same Old Thing

The Same Old Thing

in the southwest                               most every day is the same

tick tock the hours pass                                the same old thing

the sun rises in the east                   above taos mountain

it shines brightly all day long                      the same old thing

it sets in the west                                                      glorious color

the same old thing                            tick tock

most days are filled with dust devils          riding the wind across the mesa

on another day  storm clouds gather on the horizon                   it might rain                                                               a few splashes on the sage

still...on another day              snow                                       but most days are sunny                            
it seems like the same old thing...the same old wonderful thing

there is something comfortable about sameness              reassuring

sameness makes you feel you know where you are                     and what will happen next

the landscape seems to be embedded in resin                 everything slow

November 26, 2014

1 comment:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love the peacefulness of sameness. This poem feels very comforting. Your mesa wraps its spell around me every time I visit it in your poems.