Week 2 of Furlough Begins

Time and its relativity are clear now.

The animals and I keep a same schedule, and like them,

I believe I still matter. Hours are meaningful

Although they carry no cash.


Instead of colleagues, I converse with a cold front.

Clouds dash by at a pace I

Don’t know. Underneath, fears lap like

a flooding creek. I let them go;

tossing pieces of grass with gravity.


Time is stretched by gratitude.

I no longer rush. Let’s throw a ball

for the dog. I choose my adventures and

look up when I like.

There is space to expand and contract. To be.

We are now our own universe.


Tomorrow, a concept, just out of reach.


  1. Char Rice says:

    Awesome Jody!
    You are so very accomplished! I love your
    work. Try to keep writing. I’m finding it
    difficult to paint now, I too am trying to write. The operative word is trying. Hahahaha
    I wish I had your talent! Love you sweet lady!
    Stay safe❣️❣️🙏😘

    1. Thank you so much, Char !!! ❤ Really appreciate you taking the time to read and comment! I can't wait to read some of your work too 🙂 That's a not so subtle hint! Love you too!

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