She sits, her sewing in hand
Studiously working the pattern
Pondering problems with every stitch
The needle goes
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
She swings, outside on the porch
Turning over worries and fears
Sifting through the day
As her body sways
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
She stops, the sewing in her lap
And looks up at the trees
Remembering lost people and places
As wind weaves through the leaves
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
She sees, a noiseless bird soar by
Smiling at this gentle creature
Her mind slows, her nerves relax
The bird returns to the tree
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
She sits, slowly swinging
Enjoying the breeze, the bird singing
Her mind at peace, for now, at least
She picks up her needle
Back and Forth
Back and Forth
Joseph Mello
7.13.2009
What I read, write, watch, listen to or do between hot cups of the good stuff.
well written and it feels nice to meet a poet anytime.
ReplyDeleteA post unlike any other from you - no context - just there to be enjoyed. I like it.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteAwesome! I've never read anything like that from you- that's amazing! I love that poem! =D
ReplyDeletewow. that was an amazing piece. so soothing. sometimes we all need a little of those mundane moments to bring us back to reality...great stuff!
ReplyDeleteCandie, Cal, Ravyn, Nicole & Brian: Thank you very much! :)
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