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Spiral staircase
Life is a spiralling array of coincidences, Intricate and complex. Each step leading to a staircase, Not knowing where it ends Like the house of Escher, sometimes we walk upside down around a corner, through a door leading nowhere, fall to the ground
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Fast forward
Today I was struck by how focused I’ve been this month. I’ve had a million things happening and I was scattered to the four winds, but I had the last few days where things seemed to Pause And I realized how much I’ve gotten done while feeling completely overwhelmed, sinking with my obligations. Today my…
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The Centre of the Universe
I watch my little one, So sure of his importance, He’s genuinely confused when he doesn’t get his way, Disbelief filling his face when he hears a solid no. My little planet, thinking he’s a sun, everything should revolve around him. He’s starting to realize life isn’t what he thinks it should be, a hard…
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Pamper
I very much enjoyed today. It was a beautiful Sunday, although it started out colder than I was prepared for, so I chose to do my run inside in the treadmill. I listened to freakonomics, a podcast I just found last week, and found myself motivated to become amazing at something, anything really, as I have…
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Age is irrelevant
So tired. It’s only nine o’clock, but the week has been long. In between meetings and obligations, I’m not sure how I did it all. Saturday night now, and I want to sleep after the day, week, month I’ve had. I remember when nine was when you started getting ready to go out on Saturday, as…
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The last
One lonely leaf Drifts down, Gently settling On the ground Slowly it fades Into its peers, Orange turning brown Until it disappears Once bright green It’s life is past, come full circle Death arrives at last
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Mighty
Some days I feel so small, a tiny cog in a big wheel, ready to crush me under it’s uncaring weight. Alone in a group, Odd and out of place. Not quite in step With the rest of the human race. Then I remember what happens With giant machines. They may tremble and shake the…
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Unsettled
The feeling curls around my throat, Loose at first then becoming Tight, The coils of a python trapping me Within a tight embrace I wonder Will I escape? Shiny though the scales are, warm and smooth, Soft in the caress of death. Deceptively dangerous, I gasp for breath Searching for a last crumb Of release …
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Sail away
It’s a tired day today. Nothing wrong, no giant stressors, but tired, weary in my bones. I’ve caught myself dreaming of a real vacation today in a way that I haven’t for awhile. It feels like the last time I was free was forever ago, and I’m not sure how to get there anymore. How do…