Bob Komives :: Fort Collins © 2024 :: Do Not Think Me A Pundit :: 2401
Before his invention, before her inspiration, before they saved humankind, rescued our fauna and flora, freed our spirit and body from misery, before this glorious history, before all this came their floundering, their flailing, their drifting from dreams dreamt to dreams lost, from past failure to again failing. Before fame, before success, lonely toil, dogged quest.
Before
Bob Komives
Fort Collins (c) 2016 :: Before :: 1607
I remember how pleasurable it once felt
to work all day in the heat
and, at day's end, feel
a satisfied weariness,
those soothingly-sore muscles,
my self-righteous thirst.
Today,
it took but an hour to get there
and, once there, to search for that lost pleasure
and those hidden adjectives.
Ah, but tomorrow all day,
I shall find pleasure
in light and shaded errands.
Light and Shaded Errands
Bob Komives
Fort Collins (c) 2016 :: Light and Shaded Errands :: 1605