Finding

August 5, 2011

Lost sight.

Of myself.

This week.

In busy days.

Of bustle.

And practicalities.

External doing.

Unbalanced.

With internal quiet.

Thoughts racing.

And no quiet time sat.

Trying to remember.

Where I left.

Me.

And recall.

The stillness.

 

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Painting

July 25, 2011

Painting my house.

Undecided.

On the calmness of white.

Or splashes of blue.

Unimportant.

I know.

In the grand design.

But on those days.

Where I wrap my home.

Around me.

Like a hug.

What color hug.

Do I want?

 

Linking hands

April 5, 2011

Women friends make me feel.

Like someone will catch me.

When I fall over.

Myself.

As I inevitably do.

No words.

Or judgment.

Just hands.

Outheld.

Linked.

And ready to hug.