Thursday, January 6, 2011

Bitter-sweet

The steam from my cup fills my nose
Bearing the aroma of cream and ground tea
Raindrops splatter on my sill
As other “characters’ suddenly...grew...still

Peace stirs too filling and animating normal fingers, normal thoughts 'n' a busty heart
Raindrops splatter still to remind hearts of the newness and richness of flow
Slow-ly defining the reason for rain; washing aching shoulders, soothing congested thoughts, bathing feeble knees rocking... to... n...fro’

Chirping, crowing, quacking all heightened and aired as a choir
Gathering sounds of soul and culture fulfilling my moment’s desire

Surreal moments brew reminding me of ......
I’ve received your message, before the alarm screamed two!
SOMEONE shook my bed! But it was only my little sis’
Pondered on the word that somehow rhymed with...
Thought of a symphony and sealed with a....tinge of bitterness

A crack of light bent through my door
I squinted my eyes and your message touched the floor
i turned to assimilate other verses leaping to a clue
and rest...my washed soul...mouthing soft whispers of... “I’VE MISSED YOU TOO”

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