Friday, April 15, 2022

If only I could live fearless, fully awake

 .......every moment clear between these

ears and eyes

        So time would quiet down, 

        so it would move 

slowly 

         on hands and knees. 


If tasks, news, silly things

       did not hold 

       me in a drowsy  trance


where time zip-lines away

       so it is always the  past 

      or it is always the future.  


How to keep this mind tuned 

     to the shapes of clouds 

    and phases of the moon, 


to the skunks that nibble from the cat’s bowl, 

       the weeping camilla I planted, 

       chimes I hung above it


and after read a poem out loud 

      about why there’s nothing to be so sad about 

     then write a poem about the worm

glistening on the deck 

      and mention all the things Im grateful for


and so turn time into my loving friend 

      who shares delights rather than 

      my foe 

     who steals everything I love. 


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