Thursday, October 8, 2009

Making Time Thursday

Only two clouds against a sea of azure,
one here
one way over there
hard pressed to spot.

Clatter, clang, commotion,
auditory sense harassed
drowning chirps
hard pressed to hear.

Too salty
too sweet
too bland
hard pressed to sate.

Last bit of fragrance of
roses neglected
and worn,
hard pressed to remember.

Clicking, clattering keys
against fingertips worn,
plotting, planning, scheming,
hard pressed to stoke some fur.


1 comments:

Thomma Lyn said...

"Making time" -- yes, so important to make time to notice the wonders of the world around us. And I love the worn roses, "hard pressed to remember." Poignant and haunting. And *giggling* at hands plotting, planning, and scheming, hard-pressed to stroke some fur! I know the feeling. Marilyn MonREOW is pressing against my arms as I speak/type, wanting in my lap. :-D

((((((((((((ginormous BFF/KS hugs))))))))))))!