Sunday, 29 March 2015

the world is getting smaller...

the world is getting smaller
(or perhaps I am willing it to be smaller)

mornings are a 
flurry of welcome coffee and
cat miaouws
needing attention

I hate to leave the calm warmth of
deep lounge chairs
and opened curtains
I hate to ignore the call
to write and dream
and to walk beneath some dancing leaves...

to impress is
so yesterday
so somebody's measure
so not mine

I keep a small place
behind the facade
of workplace demands
protocols and fads
to love
as I have always loved
teaching teenagers

I feel the smallness of my paradise

in autumn

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