This moment

This morning at the kitchen table

Blue jay hides behind spruce tuft.

Clouds swim by obscuring blue dreams.

Washing machine shimmies in dim basement,

  dispelling dirty water beneath pristine snow.

Pen clinks, chimes, against coffee cup.

Coffee curtsies

into awaitng tongue, belly,

the long journey back to itself.


7 thoughts on “This moment

  1. Thank you for your blessing AND hugs, happily retired. It’s so fun to have this baby blog. You are an inspiration, managing your three blogs. Like children, aren’t they?

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