Stolen Breaths
A slow spin
a tumble and turn
a spiral slow
on which to float
and in this sated place
your arms tight
while I’m held close
You cradle me
as senses sing
and I swear that I feel
everything sensitive
beyond belief
and all this
belongs to you
Prompt: “Draw (at least) three random cards. Use them to tell us a real or fictional story about the one that got away.”
Joyous energy fills the air
as with panted breaths
I race here and there
bounding over root and branch
as I chase wee winged ones
without a chance
They dip in and out
of liminal shadows
teasing me with places I cannot follow
and when I’m worn and had enough
I’ll collapse on my back
in a mossy tuft
only to find they’ll then come to me
and titter their stories
as they sit on my knee
An Issue Resolved
Tangled knots
begin to unfurl
as relief slips in
a little at a time
and as much caution
is given in the moment
hope blooms hot
and bright
in the deep inhales
between breaths
Anger should linger
after mistreatment
and yet
I’m just so happy
it’s over
Walk In the Woods
Tenderhearted
tender soul
and tender footed
in the snow
a handful of tears
drip down my face
and knots unfurl
and an
oh so slow pace
but the fresh
crisp air
smooth and clean
eases almost
everything
They Say…
Knocking on wood
brings extra luck
and wards off
bad fortune
and so it’s surely
the readheads
who have
the most luck
of all
with their constant
knocking
among the trees
in their sweet
and rapid tempo
Taking a Break
I want to stick
my head
in the sand
and pretend
the world
isn’t there
Insulated
and quiet
with life muted
and worries gone
I can close my eyes
for just a moment
and everything
can be okay
Twisting the Leaf 