Each cough
Self conscious
Creating disturbance
Where peace
Should reign
And then think
Of the germs
Launched forth
Looking for a
New host.
poetry, prose, and photography
Each cough
Self conscious
Creating disturbance
Where peace
Should reign
And then think
Of the germs
Launched forth
Looking for a
New host.
This last day of school
Enjoy this summer of rest
Each fall brings changes
The last day of school brings some melancholy thoughts. Lots of lasts today, followed by a bunch of firsts. For my house, middle school ends. The little boy who once lived in my house is taller than me. Joyous stuff, really, yet tinged with sadness v
Changes, so many, a constant string; such is life, I guess.
I drove through this town
Historically Floridian
Just after dusk
Children biked past
To safe security
Of electric lighting
Dinners, cleanliness
And the dreams
Of being beloved
Yellowish glow
Flows from glass
Interrupting the night’s
Dark embrace.
I wonder what
Such sensation
Feels like
Just feeling fatigue
Today my body battles
Outside is sunshine
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We are quick to speak
So often finishing
Sentences of others
Missing details of,
Well, everything.
By rushing, everything
Is slower.
Reality often is
Counterintuitive, I guess.
Slowing, focusing, listening,
Focusing on that listening
Listening to UNDERSTAND
Not only more productive;
Relationships built.