walking with a little poetic licence

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

An Everyday Moment in Time
 
Being the ticking of the clock; sounds of sweet bird song.
The movement of the wind and flower yet undone.
Being the cat waiting; memory of afternoon painting.
The smile of now and wilful anticipation.
Being the breath in my lungs and aching limbs.
Poetry forthcoming and computer screens.
Being the fish not yet cooked for tea.
The glass of wine and wispy dream.
Being of the beginning and this far come.
Being just me, being one.

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