I’m late, I’m late. I’m late for a very important date! No time to say hello, goodbye!

The White Rabbit (Photo credit: the star trader)

Clock
ticks away time ~

Incessantly
insistent,

Capture
the moment!

A Littered Mind

not my messy desk–but close enough (Photo credit: born1945)

Day 5 of Poetry Month reveals a truth:

A Littered Mind

My desk is littered with scraps of paper

Scribbled notes, phone numbers

Reminders of things I do not want to

FORGET……..

But sometimes I cannot remember whole blocks

of time……………

Where did they go?

Are they in the recesses of my mind

At a depth  only an archaeological dig can extract ~

Or are they gone forever?

Sometimes people will tell me that I have been

somewhere

And done

something

that I do not remember.

So now I keep scraps of paper

that litter my desk

in a valiant attempt not to forget.

I know it will not work.

The Bliss of Stillness

Stillness n’ Peace Photo credit: . Dileepan

“Stillness has been an acquired taste.” ~ Sheila from Grace and Space

Time is a precious commodity and is the subject of Sheila’s post today. She says she is a doer, a list maker, someone who likes to accomplish things—and that stillness has been something she has had to learn to consciously appreciate.

I have always loved stillness—I need it to replenish my stores. In stillness my imagination is given free rein. Yesterday I complained that I had “nothing” to say, but in response many of you advised me to enjoy it and use it, and once I took in this wisdom I had peace.

Do you find bliss in stillness, or is it a hard thing for you to achieve?

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