jest, a minute

..

what a joke one breath can be.

(there it goes. did you miss it?)

there’s a particular significance to morning.

(now it’s over. did you kiss it?)

i think perhaps my san
-ity is slipping.

i am currently
consorting with clouds,
contemplating crave
and cultivating the art
of already regretting
the second
cup of coffee
I’m already
sipping.

 

..

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3 Responses to jest, a minute

  1. Time exists in abundance on the treadmill! And there are much more tragedies than 2 cups of coffee! But yes, a second, a minute can change everything. But we need to just hold on to what we can control (coffee) and let go of what we can’t.

  2. Violet says:

    I LOVE this title. Yes. Yes. Yes. I really hope you’re writing today. Have you started techno-free Sundays yet? I took my daughters’ phones away last night; I’m SOOOO sick of the youtube garbage.

    “there’s a particular significance to morning.
    (now it’s over. did you kiss it?)”

    This poem is very cute and funny, but I really needed this pair of lines this morning. The day is really pressing down on me already. We have a lot of PLANS this weekend, and that makes me feel anxious. Just kiss the morning. That’s a great place to start. Redeem the day before it even thinks to go awry. 😉

    • whimsygizmo says:

      We haven’t started our tech-free Sundays yet. Still too hot here to do anything outside. We have back-to-back destination weddings these next two weekends, so hopefully after that it will cool down some. Hope your weekend went smoothly and joyfully!

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