farmers market stalls
a winter’s day free from rain
clouds across the sky
Computer Whisperer
farmers market stalls
a winter’s day free from rain
clouds across the sky
The Farmer’s Market
These awesome autumn delights
Many things called me
Five days have now passed
And another week ending
Time for a reboot
Monday’s pain now past
The other days have blurred by
Now Friday is here
Outside beckoning
Summoning us towards action
Joyous rigors: life
Thursday, Friday-eve
I can feel the weekend’s breath
So close, yet not yet.
I sit, awaiting
The unique joy of week’s end
Such tranquility