Friday, 21 February 2020

My Day

by Oonah V Joslin

My day is
morning grass and gentler than dew,
kinder than a grazing doe.

My day is
soft as lifting cloud, heated from above, held from below
supple as the brush that painted the rainbow.

My day is
stressless, easy-breathing, mild, a symphony
of serenity, a child.

My day
celebrates nothing, keeps on an even keel, sails through
peaceable ‘til sunset and beyond.

My day
other days, maybe not days but endless time, maybe not time
but freedom just to be.

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Oonah V Joslin is poetry editor at The Linnet’s Wings. She has won prizes for both poetry and micro-fiction. Her book Three Pounds of Cells ISBN: 13: 978-1535486491 is available online from Linnet’s Wings Press and you can see and hear Oonah read in this National Trust video. The first part of her novella A Genie in a Jam is serialised at Bewildering Stories, along with a large body of her work (see Bibliography). You can follow Oonah on Facebook or at Parallel Oonahverse


  1. Wistfully sweet. Would that our days were all like this, in this day and age.

  2. Beautiful, Oonah! Sigh ...