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PAD 14 – from where I’m sitting
Amid Chaos
The morning sun slants through the kitchen window where
I sit,
surrounded by the lacey pattern the shadows make on the the wall.
Amid
the calmness of morning bird calls, Bach, and tea there is
chaos
at the bird feeder. Finches and sparrows battling for position, not
waiting
their turn – for theirs is a battle of survival not a negotiation
for peace.
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Chaos
A glass of wine – or two
and some smooth jazz sent me
spinning into a world of Giant
Amoeba and exploding neurons
A colorful world with ever changing landscapes,
exotic, erotic flowers, menacing rocks and boulders
I ran as fast as I could, but my feet
became planted beside a river of
flowing, neon flower petals where glowing, shapeless creatures
came to pick the fruit from my branches
until I was naked and shivering
It was then that your gentle touch lifted me
out of the chaos and back to the warmth of your heart
–
Day One
beautiful chaos
disturbs my sleep at sunrise
sparrows gossiping
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