All night I dreamed
of small things:
sesame seeds, peppercorns,
English peas, lima beans.
Waking--
all seems ungainly.
My tea mug: a bath tub.
Even the tabletop flowers
loom large.
It's as if it would take me
a hundred days
to climb from root to petal
to take in the smell.
7 comments:
It makes me smile thinking about you climbing a flower...
I'm starting to notice a trend developing:
April 7:
"... the beginning of a NEW LIFE."
April 8:
"... has such small hands."
April 9:
"All night I dreamed of small things."
I do believe that in the distance I hear the pitter patter of small hints.
jack and his beanstalk got nothin' on you. you are so very lovely, nicole.
Hey anonymous--The FBI called. They want their shirt back.
I have found that noticing the small things in life, and not taking them for granted, makes life much sweeter.
Hol
I'm just sayin'...
sesame>>peppercorn>>lentil. i love your small things...
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