a steaming mug of tea
i wait.
i wait.
i wait....
then,
a splash of cream.
a sip.
i taste--
a good read in a comfy leather chair
a roaring fire on a rainy day
a long afternoon nap in which time stops
home
pebbles are small stones
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Friday, October 5, 2012
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
awareness
i am very aware
of a feeling in my chest.
not sadness,
not madness,
not anger,
nor despair.
confusion - i think - has come to visit.
to take a rest.
to stay awhile and knock me off my pedestal of knowing what to do and where to go from here.
i visit with him a bit,
commune, take tea.
and rested, he moves along.
of a feeling in my chest.
not sadness,
not madness,
not anger,
nor despair.
confusion - i think - has come to visit.
to take a rest.
to stay awhile and knock me off my pedestal of knowing what to do and where to go from here.
i visit with him a bit,
commune, take tea.
and rested, he moves along.
Monday, October 1, 2012
phone
bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding!
i hear a phone ringing in my head.
bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding!
there it goes again.
bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding!
it's not my phone; it's life,
calling to tell me i'm on the right track.
i hear a phone ringing in my head.
bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding!
there it goes again.
bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding! bri-i-ding!
it's not my phone; it's life,
calling to tell me i'm on the right track.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
breath
stepping out of the car at "the river," i breathe air that is fuller, denser, wetter, airier, than city air
it fills me all the way up
it fills me all the way up
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