Now,
disturbance from afar
interference enters me.
Pause the confusion
Establish restitution
everything softens
Now, a new now
the disturbance doesn't
the interference fades
rehabilitated
everything soft
quiet reigns
Now,
disturbance from afar
interference enters me.
Pause the confusion
Establish restitution
everything softens
Now, a new now
the disturbance doesn't
the interference fades
rehabilitated
everything soft
quiet reigns
I found a single piece
of a jigsaw
underneath the television cabinet
I had no idea to what jigsaw it belonged.
We have some old ones in the loft
and it wasn't from one of those.
Most that we have done
have long since been gifted to charity shops.
So what to do with this solitary lonely piece?
I'll keep it, adopt it, ensure it feels valued.
It'll remind me of others who have been lost,
others whom I have lost,
and moments when I feel lost.
Online
green tea options
got to check-out
decided against it
I don't need it
got enough
can buy locally
sorry but no thanks
Rose
cries
when it falls
from the bush
[Keywords: poems, zen, moments, nature, life, death]
The words
evaporate
as soon as they are written
on the invisible page
leaving only sadness and joy
the mystery of heart and mind
unknown and unknowable