I.
a month later
the house in order
I sit down and wonder
where the time goes
when important work is at hand Continue reading “On Putting Off What Really Matters”
Tag: Day to Day Life
Greetings to a New Routine
You and I are hardly acquainted,
But I think I like you! Continue reading “Greetings to a New Routine”
The Neverending Summer
1.
In the heat of late summer
I long for a change
Watching through the warm nights for a sign
Of the approaching season
In the moments before I drift off
Carried on stagnant, humid air to fitful sleep
I long for a touch of winter’s icy hand
For need of the neglected blanket Continue reading “The Neverending Summer”
Take a Number!
mind humming with ideas,
a steady stream of better habits
and an endless list of life goals
(as if I will care at the end
whether I was that well rounded)
I choose instead to remain imbalanced, Continue reading “Take a Number!”
another day done, ruled by life
did you write today?
blinks my phone insistently
the question must be answered…
to clear the clutter I lie
mark as done Continue reading “another day done, ruled by life”
On Being Present with Fear
“Will I be OK?” he asked, sitting on the edge of the pool.
“Of course! Mommy and Gammy are right here!” To myself I thought, “Even on the bottom step the water would only reach your chest. Why is this such a big deal?”
We were swimming for the first time in a long time. He only came to watch his baby brother swim, but something in him still remembered the exhilaration of moving through the water. So, he consented to wear a swim suit, and then decided to put it on in advance. When we arrived, he put his feet straight in, bottom firmly planted on the side of the pool, kicking and splashing.
But now we were asking him to go all the way in.
“Will I be OK?” he asked again. Continue reading “On Being Present with Fear”
On the Brink
Sometimes in the darkest part of the night
I play my old cassettes to fill the overpowering silence
A familiar cadence of thoughts blares out, ready to lend meaning to any moment
Those tapes remind me of who I am, what the world is like,
How hard to slam the door on the way out of giving a damn –
You know, all the important things
On Arriving Home
Today I sit quietly at home
Allowing it to be my home again,
although it feels somewhat foreign.
Continue reading “On Arriving Home”
a moment in early morning
freshly washed pavement shines, unfamiliar depth to its color, as damp earthiness rises from the planters full of bright geraniums, almost red, almost orange – a chill in the air invigorates as I fall in step with the crisp click-clacking of purposeful feet moving down the sidewalk to a breakfast companion’s embrace or to a […]
The Feet Will Follow
I come with questions
With desires
With complaints
With confusion
Yet I am sent out with joy!How? Continue reading “The Feet Will Follow”
In Pursuit of More 