I keep becoming so concerned
with the subplot
and the trivial
I am noticing less and less
the pinprick aggravations
of modern life
I've become the grin of girlish delight
deep-bellied laughter
and twirling in circles
tonight I found perfection in my flaws
captivation with the weather
and comfort in the cold
I was the serene center of the universe
as the winds raged around me
I was pacing, but peaceful
the impulsive being that I am
fell victim to the call of the ice patch
in the shadows
the world tonight was melting and dripping
the wind pushed me along
so I ran with it
the slide longer and faster than anticipated
right into a puddle of slush
I got a soaker
yet still enlightened and invigorated
I laughed and tempted fate
for another several slides.
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