Today
I found a stray
hair on my chin,
noticed that I need
a color soon,
had to suck my tummy
in to fasten my jeans,
dreamed about being
young again
then looked out the window.
Pine needles had made
a brown shag carpet
all around our camp site,
the sun was sifting
through leaves
all mango and cantaloupe.
I heard the siren lure
of a train whistle
and realized
I’d rather stay
right here
in my October
writing this poem.
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Thank you for all of your nice comments on my blog. I bet your students love you!
Those are some lovely thoughts. When we are able just to savour the beauty of the moment as it is on its own then that really is special.
There's no time like the present. A nice read
What a luxury - to be able to hold a moment and make it last.
Truly inspiring! Love the words and the flow of it all. Truly precious!
Enjoyed - and totally agree!
I agree! Nothing like living in the present!
if you only recycled coke cans
Beautiful thoughts there. To be happy in the present is the best a person can ask for.
Very good. It makes perfect sense to me. :)
Just lovely. For all that I've aged and look every day of it, I wouldn't change the life that got me to this point.
rather stay in what we are..nice take on the prompt
oh yes, well said...
Great poem Linda. I agree completely and while it's nice to think about being young again, I'm glad to have what I do right at this minute.
I have really missed your poetry this summer. I'm bookmarking your blog so I can learn. I like where I am too. :)
Well, yeah! What soul could bear to leave the sun sifting down...all mango and cantaloupe? Too delicious! :-)
I wholeheartedly agree. Sounds like a beautiful place to be. BJ
There you go....no time like the present...what are we saying to those ewe're with if we talk of being meant to be somewhere else?
It IS, isn't it? Lovely poem!!
Linda,
Like you I have grown comfortable in my skin (except those times I have to unbutton the jeans). Love the acceptance and peace here.
Loved this. Reminds me that we need look no further than to nature for change, yet we resist it so much.
loved the poem , y go to any other time when today is so perfect !
Lovely. I have thoughts like all of these too.
Your poem celebrates the process of looking back, creates just a little wistfulness, and then affirms a lovely "now". The close observations really sing!
it is comfy,, as long as you just feel and do your best not to think.....
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