Sep 5 2013

timing is everything

Last night I went to buy groceries, even though I didn’t really have time to stop and buy groceries, but you know, a girl’s gotta eat. It had been a day at the races, a day with my nose to the grindstone, getting stuff done, meeting deadlines, time running out.

That kind of day.

That kind of week.

When I got home and opened the car door, I was blasted by the sound of hundreds of blackbirds in the tree at the end of the driveway.

I could barely see them, they managed to blend in quite well with the leaves on the tree, but I couldn’t possibly miss their raucous party sounds.

And so, I stopped rushing.

I listened.

And I smiled.

After a few moments of standing there, grinning like a fool, I closed the car door and they all flew from the tree out front to the tree out back. By the time I carried all the groceries in and my camera back out, they were moving on down the road.

But it was enough, that little reminder. It’s a big, big sky…

Slow down.

Pay attention.




Sep 3 2013

your name is a poem
i’ve just learned to read

i hold this day like a jewel in my palm
knowing soon enough
my gypsy soul will be trapped inside
with fire

this morning there was rain
pulling moisture from the air
in a long grey exhale

everything is damp

and i sit here weaving
magenta colored bracelets

while you dance above my head
with your promise

kiss me over the garden gate

i would, if i could reach
the beauty in your title

instead i sit at your feet
and water you with gratitude

the sky feeds me
and i am always hungry

you know this and still,

you bend slowly
touch your lips to mine

somewhere high above
i see a cloud
shaped like winter

the cat drops a cardinal
at my feet

forcing me to remove it
or watch him eat

all the while
in my arms

i carry
your bouquet





Linking up with the fabulous dVerse poets for Open Link Night join us
p.s. the flower in the photo really is named kiss me over the garden gate