It doesn’t matter the second hand on the clock ticks loudlya steady soundtrackwith the refrigerator gurgle & theair conditioner exhalationit’s an orchestral movementin the living room & the sunlight usesthe maple leaves as baton directing the morninginto flickering heat waves on the sofa there’s just one curious fact: the timeon the clock is wrongit is hours off… Continue reading Poem 156 – it doesn’t matter
Poem 155 – skin tag & the success of joy!
Skin tag in my peripheraleye catching collection of skina reminder to notice the blurryto pause the rapid flurryof things that pass fast& see what more you can hold in your vision under your nose on your face a fuller smile OH THE JOY OF THE JOY OF EDITING! Thank you Abbey and Aimee, and the 30+ writers… Continue reading Poem 155 – skin tag & the success of joy!
Poem 154 – Through This & The Joy of Editing TONIGHT!
Through this my heart is this:tectonic to yoursthe swollen pressureof loving youreturned in this lifetimeoh how ancient our desirehow thorough our devotionthis know: constant storms ofblissful starlight spreading heat on this morning’s tentative turn from the darkI hold you through the shift in timerepeat my promises in whispered hymnsremind us that each time we quake… Continue reading Poem 154 – Through This & The Joy of Editing TONIGHT!