Wind Bag
Carpe Diem #929 wind bag
My MIL was a wise woman. She was quite, conservative and yet liberal. She saved the lint from her dryer and rolled into balls. At the end of a month she would figure what each dryer load cost from the extra electric usage. When asked about the Supreme Court's ruling on abortions being a choice, she approved, to my utter surprise. Mom A. had a standard by which she judged folks. Quite folks were nice, talkative folks were windy, accented with a bit of a frown.
silence heals
scars on earth's skin
nature reclaims
© Janice 'petra domina' Adcock
I think that silence makes you think, so wise indeed.
ReplyDeleteThe signs in hospitals had put the thought in my mind. Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
DeleteThat is a superbly-wie haiku to go with the prose. It is also a lovely thought.
ReplyDeleteOh, thanks for your kind comments. Always an encouragement.
DeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteSitting in true silence, only nature can teach... YAM xx
Hari OM
Deletesilence can be such bliss.
Oh my... i love that haiku. Something to ponder long and hard about.
ReplyDeleteGlad to give you something to 'chew on' for a while. Thanks for visiting.
DeleteYes!! Nature laughs last.Beautiful haiku...
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by and enjoying!
DeleteSilence belie the wisdom of those who choose to be. They can spring a surprise!
ReplyDeleteHank
My husband is a man of few words but when he speaks it is either wise of fun.
DeleteBeautiful description of the care we need to give the earth!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous response Janice.
ReplyDeleteHonored by your comment.
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