sugar-coated
.
because sometimes life needs a bit of extra sweetness
and i’m missing the sunshine
.
this morning the clouds touched down to earth
with a fog as wet as rain
everything has been damp for days and i think
this must be what it feels like to live in a rain forest
.
my garden sounds tropical
birds singing songs i’ve never heard before
everything changes, always
.
impermanence is a rusted-lock treasure chest
filled to bursting with boxes
each marked with faded letters
of my name
.
.
.
Comments
Beautiful poem! I have been hearing the birds singing so much more and so much more varied sounds than I’ve ever heard before also. I’m wondering whether it’s really the birds or maybe I’m just fully listening. 🙂
Posted by: Maery Rose | June 16th, 2015 18:36