Thursday, May 28, 2015

Sweet Boredom

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I have learned how a sweet kind of boredom
Wears the robes of my muse;
That too much attending to the minutiae of life
Inner or outer
Hobbles me.
My body imposed a full stop today;
And in that potent mix of sunshine and birdsong,
Of a puppy chewing at the edge of my foot
And the barest burble of my goldfish lipping
The border between water and sky,
Words breathed again over the skin of my fingers,
Easing their ache,
Easing a different kind of silence.


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