Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
| God doesn't care what day it is Blue sky on a blue day, the blues sung low to not disturb the apathy of those asleep. Tomorrow blue will bruise, a myriad of colors: brown, black, yellow, red. Pale pink turning purple before the scarlet blood of Sunday. Monday it will yellow, unless the infected wound is cleansed. Thank Who It's Friday? God doesn't care what day it is. © Kåre Enga (4.april.2025) [182.11] 14 lines Note: In Thailand: Blue = Friday; Purple = Saturday; Red = Sunday; Yellow = Monday. |