Quiet

The rain falls gently outside the barred window.

The whoosh of a car on a wet road.

I am snuggled in bed, the dogs at my feet,

And I wait for the storm approaching. 

One that will join the storm raging 

Already here

In this room

In my mind

These days it’s difficult to leave the house

To feel the yellow sun 

Or the breath of mother earth 

across my skin

The storm is coming but for now

It’s quiet

The way I like it.

Only the voice in my head most days

Drowning out the ones I run from

I watch the world go by through barred windows

And wonder 

Am i keeping the boogeyman out

Or keeping the boogeyman in

No matter

I am snuggled in bed, the dogs at my feet

As the rain falls gently outside the barred window.

 

-jk ©2020

SINGLE STEP 365 ~ MINDFUL ~ WRITE YOUR LIFE ~ DAY 54

DAY 54: BE NICE TO YOURSELF.

Take a few minutes each day to give yourself a present. Whether it’s just a few minutes of quiet time, a cup of coffee, reading your favorite book, or sneaking in a few inspired poetry lines, be nice to yourself.

Juliet

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small stone/tiny joule ~ inhale

Outside
there is a stirring.
an unsettling,
an itchiness.
Outside
are the whispers
of those who were here,
those who are gone,
those who haven’t arrived yet.
Outside
they swirl,
they dance,
they sing,
of the mysteries,
of the beauties,
of all there is.
I observe.
I take note.
I inhale.
jk

(Writing Our Way Home)

small stone: tiny joule

pink sky,

flashes on the horizon,

a storm quieting.

an inhale calms.

peace settles.

jk

(Writing Our Way Home)