Calculating worth

Colleen might not be back yet, but that’s not a reason to shirk. An etheree, because she likes us to keep counting syllables. Short enough maybe for the NaPoWriMo prompt too.

 

They say there is no value in grass or

ditches running with bright rain water;

the sun, the sky, the lark singing

cannot be owned. Yet at the

end, when the last dark falls,

the nightingale’s song,

sweet stream pouring,

will be worth

more than

gold.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

19 thoughts on “Calculating worth”

  1. as noted before – Silent Spring. People not even aware of what they’ve lost, in the pursuit of lucre. ~

    1. We’re heading for a silent spring. We have no notion of what is worthwhile, what is beautiful. A world full of clones of Beyoncé’s bum will not replace a single lost songbird.

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