Poetic Thought

Some beautiful words of short poetry I read yesterday. I love that these small verses contain such profound thought, both about humanity and about nature.

All those years
I had in my pocket.
I spent them,
nickel-and-dime.

You told me you couldn't see
a better day coming,
so I gave you my eyes.

The face you look out of
is never the face
your lover looks into.

I prefer the skyline
of a shelf of books.

The hay in the loft
misses the night sky,
so the old roof
leaks a few stars.

What is it the wind has lost
that she keeps looking for
under each leaf?

The butterfly
jots a note on the wind
to remind itself of something.

The patience of the spider's web
is not disturbed by dew.

All from Braided Creek: A Conversation in Poetry by Jim Harrison and Ted Kooser.