There is no logic here
concerning when
joyful words are waterfalls
or when
clogged up words stay out of reach
There is no logic here
concerning when
melancholy floods my spirit
or when
gratitude electrifies my cells
There is no logic here
concerning when
isolation ennui conquers curiosity
or when
crafting a poem outweighs reading the news
There is no logic here
concerning when
sweltering days swell my thirst for rain
or when
grey skies spark dreams of sunshine’s warmth
I’m not very logical anyway so
I’ll breathe through these seesaw rides of
emotions and desires
breathing when I’m down and
breathing when I’m up
Wind Rush 
I love this one! Glad this poem rose up beyond the news. Thank you for the “level set” … life fluctuates up and down, good to remind ourselves at both the lows and highs change is coming … focus on balance!
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I relate to illogical! Janette
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Beautiful and I too completely agree with you, LuAnne. Breathe thru these see-saws of life at time happy and at times a little sad.
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Yes, Kamal. If we never had sad would we even recognize happy?
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Nice work
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