Tag: Time

Please stop the carousel

Please stop the carousel!
It’s not that I want to get off, but the constant
Spinning is making me dizzy and I’d like to
Pause
Look at this
Blooming
Daffodil
For one
moment
Before
It dries
To mulch
I’d like to
Look into
This child’s
Eyes just a
Moment longer
Before they take on
The knowledge of good and evil
To see the little flecks of gold shining
If I’m lucky enough to go around fifty more times,
I doubt it will feel like enough, especially with the
Go rounds lost to grief and other dizzying realities
So please stop the carousel, the music, the lights
Let’s linger together on the edge of another year Continue reading “Please stop the carousel”

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 Sepia Room

Today I sit in my usual place, sipping tea and watching the passers-by.

Within these walls, I live in the safety of the past, everything faded and known. Muffled voices come through the crackle of an old radio, narrating a brown-and-tan world of well rehearsed dance and drama.

As I peer through the sagging window, nothing threatens, nothing surprises. The memorabilia of past joys collect dust on a nearby shelf, comforting reminders of love, belonging, and home. From this vantage point I can participate in the present at a distance (only I must ignore the cracks that might let in a beam of something new).

It is safe, yes, and also numbingly familiar. Continue reading “The Sepia Room”