Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
I'm so out of the blogging loop, but I'm happy to find this gem. Your poetry is always appreciated. Off to share it with others :)
"the dust still gathers". nice to know you can always rely on some things.
why fewer? why!
Spring break? I love this, Ollie. It is SNOWING here today, snowed Saturday too. Could someone please send Maintenance to fix the thermostat? It is stuck on winter. Argh.
I second a prior sentiment. Permanence can be surrounded by change.
Are you the school janitor? *kiddingLove the illustration.
I think this really illustrates that while some parts of life ebb and flow, some things are inevitable. A solid write.
Old Ollie,The duties of the tired monk are a daily task, with or without the novices. Dust is always lurking in corners....Best Wishes for a Happy Easter,Eileen
Not many people seeking illumination these days, huh. As long as the light doesn't go off, everything is going to be fine. But I guess you know that already. <3Happy Easter for your and your family, Chris.Kisses.
Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.