Is it irony or truth when you break
the fortune cookie open and find
an unmarked strip of paper?
What did you expect, the toenail
of a frog or the heart of a cow?
And when it says Every flower blooms
in its own sweet time, does it mean
the lottery for sure in spring?
Pick up the fork that falls to the floor
from the dinner table, try to push
the yellow from the broken yolk back
into its envelope of white. Good news
will be brought to you by mail. Happiness
will bring you luck. Happy life is just
in front of you. In case it’s true,
quick— take the fish off the line
and throw it back into the water.
In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.