there was a time when on cold autumn days
i would walk on fallen leaves
feel the chilly wind caress my hair
and stroll until comes the eve’
maybe sit a while to listen to a brook
draw a sketch or two or three
marvel at the vastness of the skies
and wonder what life held for me
still i long for days like that
a life with the slowest pace
the gentlest of times
as delicate as lace
Laughter fills this place
little feet running
to and fro
screams of delight
lullabies
impromptu dancing
in the living room
vrrroooming cars
giggles over silliness
read alouds
piano practice
laughter fills this place
but I am just a jailbird
looking past
vertical shadows
of chains
I fly but
crash my wings
I can only listen
as I perch
on the swing
on the beam
on the water bowl
and look forward
to someday
I can leave
for the skies.
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Photo by Alicia Ann @ ProjectAlicia.com
And the days aren’t always sunny
because we all need a little rain
to wash the mudstreaks from our face
and alleviate the pain
it gives a chance for us to cry
without anyone noticing
tears rush out like rain drops
and join the chorus of water falling
our vision becomes a blur
and we feel stuck in a mud flow
but then we remember
rain makes the flowers grow
it’s just a little rain
this is not the end
hold your head up high
spring will come again.
Not too dark
Not too bright
Here there is
Just enough light
When the sky
Is over pouring
Here it’s just
Slightly soaking
If the wind
Is whooshing outside
Here the breeze
Is very mild
Gentle rustlings
Above and below
And the rays of the sun
Perform a show
Calm thoughts
Gather here
Where birdsongs
Are always near
Time stops
Worries fade
I love it here
Under the shade
(of)
My tree.
Poetic Ponderings 