It’s A Small World

~ Candace ~ 2 Comments

(are you humming?)

there is a whole tiny
universe going about
the business of living –
and dying –
finding food
hooking up (blush)
defending territory
a small world that
goes unnoticed
unless you slow down,
stop to quietly observe
every summer
a small world exists
on my milkweed

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Jusy Jot It January 9th  – title

An Honorable Woman

~ Candace ~ 6 Comments

She is a rule follower
even when no one is looking
she reuses and recycles
cleans up after her dog
checks in on elderly
neighbors – she is
also elderly
she keeps her word
returns library books
on time
she’s paid her dues
in this hard life
and still she laughs
she is an honorable
woman

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Just Jot It January 8th   honorable

seeking silence

~ Candace ~ 8 Comments

in solitude I searched
for silence
– when the sun slid

above the horizon,
but heard instead the
happy chirping

of morning birds
– in the afternoon stillness
the sound of buzzing

filled the air as bees
went about their busy-ness
– as the sun gave up the day

and the dusk of evening
enveloped me,
but the breeze whispered

in the trees, rustling the leaves
– even under the gentle moon a
chorus of crickets were singing

In solitude I searched
for silence
and found peace instead

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Tuesday Platform – the sound of silence
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coffee

~ Candace ~ 32 Comments

a big coffee pot always
perking on the back burner
pumping out the acidy
odor of fresh coffee
coffee poured into a
thermos – ready for the
night shift
always coffee on the
table at a restaurant
always coffee
the aroma of my childhood
I never liked coffee but
I miss my dad

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