Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Small Stones

I have been remiss. I have been distracted. My mind has been busily occupied and has not wanted to stop, not even for a single moment in the course of each day, to pay attention to the here and now. Here's a small stone:

in the fireplace.
Penne, with home made
pesto sauce. Candlelight.
A glass of wine.

Or this morning:

After rain, the patio tiles
glisten. In their pots,
the plants breathe happily
and show off their green.
A chill in the air;
soon, sunshine.

See? Not hard. It just takes a moment's pure attention to gather a few words. A poem? Who cares?

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