A Basket of Poems Lucille

Today, on Awakening

Today, 

on awakening,

I chose to take the time

to listen to my knee.

It's been murmuring lately,

little "ifs" and "buts,"

so it is long overdue

that I pay it some attention,

reaching out my hands to soothe it.

As with anything that has a complaint,

sit down and listen carefully to let the story

unfold, even though

what is said at first may not be the issue.

Be patient - 

and 

wait, 

until you discover you are breathing

together

in the same rhythm of empathy,

for it is always an old, old story.

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Where Does It Come From

Where does it come from,

sitting beside the stack of paper

already used on one side to copy a recipe

for some chicken too elaborate to make,

but sounding quite delectable.

The blank page seldom accuses;

in fact, is so patient,

waiting for the pen

to explain once more

why you like putting words together,

trying to  explain

the beauty of existence.

If you wait long enough,

a word so intriguing

will appear in the dark hallway of your mind,

luring you to explore it

as yet another unseen treasure,

another puzzle to toss about and play with.

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                CONTEMPLATE

What a delicious lollipop of a word.

It implies that you have that most precious gift -

that of time.

Given time, who wouldn't roll around 

in the wrappings of time,

just for the sheer joy

and freedom of it.

That's something worth contemplating.

Makes you happy, 

doesn't it!

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