my beautiful mess
remains messy
and this is my life right now.
i focus on the beautiful part,
the first dusting of snow,
the wind in tall grasses,
12 crows in the beige back field.
things taken for granted
are cherished once again.
frustration is an ugly word,
an impossible puzzle.
this word sits on my shoulder these days,
tap tap tapping… just to make certain
i do not forget.
i tell myself this will pass.
i tell myself that spring will come
with tiny green shoots and blood red roses.
i tell myself, again and again.
a bluejay lands outside my window,
a message to stay strong.
fight back.
rosehips and berries offer food
from a dry, barren landscape.
we eat, together.
and this is my life right now.
November 14th, 2013 at 8:29 am
it is so nice to have life right now in any weather. right?!
lovely as always.
November 14th, 2013 at 9:10 am
spring always comes. though some winters seem colder and the storms stronger, it always comes. you stack the firewood and settle in and, yes. listen to the bluejays.
i can start fires if you need help. just give me a ring. xoxo
November 14th, 2013 at 9:10 am
desperate, dramatic-deep breathe/in and out
November 14th, 2013 at 11:39 am
i believe there is some ordinary magic in this beautiful mess …
there really is …
sending love xxo
pg
November 14th, 2013 at 6:39 pm
A beautiful mess….
November 14th, 2013 at 8:02 pm
each season has its own…and then we are on to the next. my life is rather back and forth right now…and work is crunching me, so i hear you…enjoy the beauty in the mess….
November 16th, 2013 at 8:44 am
Love how you describe the frustration. Seems it very much a part of life.
November 21st, 2013 at 2:26 pm
Who knew frustration could be expressed with such grace and with poetry? Beautiful and evocative (and I hope the frustration will ease soon soon soon).