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A Kid at Heart
At what point Do we Stop enjoying Eying with wonder A seed split open A shoot rising Out of the earth Or fungus Springing out of Recycled coffee grounds? At what point Do we become So sophisticated That nothing amazes Makes us blink in surprise At what point Are we no longer allowed To be…
Music Escape Hatch
Piano My fingers Are they really mine? Disembodied Not as strong Or limber As they were Well-worn sheet music As familiar As my daily route And yet The surroundings Have changed I start and stop Play Waiting for neurons To remember To click For muscle memory To kick ass The fingers reach And stroke keys…
Notch by Notch
Release Deep breath in Exhale Open the door Home Greeted by A box of chirps Beaks upturned And two adoring Tail waggers Fur under hand I see a better me In their eyes Whimpering Energetic love Shoulders drop A notch Dogs perform Backyard dash and dump While I pirouette Into a costume change Jeans? Sneakers?…
Back (sort of)
Time in a Mug So far this morning I have poured boiling water Into my mug’s gaping mouth Rather than the French Press Where freshly ground coffee Awaited I have set the timer On the microwave Rather than actually Running the thing I have placed Honey into the frig Rather than back On it’s shelf…
Pause
Taking a break A pause From life as usual Because sometimes Life doesn’t go on As if nothing has happened I know it is not enoughBut I will be with you And wish I could do more