Sunday, December 3, 2017

Noticing

I had hoped to see the almost-full moon set this morning, but found instead a gauze-covered sky.

So on to coffee, breakfast and the newspaper, a NYT xword, email, Facebook, blog reading ... every day small things.

And thereby found a poem, nesting in the sidebar, the Kindred Spirits forming themselves into ...


The Best Laid Plans

Fire fighting resolution:
don't think ...
jump, default, journey
keep charts 

Christmas trees and taxes
on the outside looking in
gratitude
earth and air
grunge
my kitchen window
 
Spirit cloth past
a little piece of peace
drawstring bags for the dream

Another year
first snow
faux somehow

Giving thanks
patience is required ...
time for
angst, blessings, retreat

From caring hands, threads ...
letters to the otherworld 
passing, becalmed, changing

Wordlessly wondering
peace
gentlework
resist

On my mind
permission
protection
flux
working
perseverance

A pause in judgement

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Looking again, the line breaks shift and with them the meaning. I add and delete, delete and add.

Then stop and let it go.