Listening to an important financial discussion,
hoping to understand and process the information–
my thoughts kept returning to the zinnias
in my mother’s late summer garden.
Thoughts of Zinnias
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Arrival
At what point do we know that we’ve arrived?
Perfect
You are so very perfect
in your imperfection.
Leaves of Paper
Shadows play hide and seek
with the light in a paper garden.
Found in Corners
coat trees, plants, brooms, and memories,
lights, windows, dust and dreams
Museum Moment
You looked cold and wistful on the raised platform.
I wanted to touch your solid hand, but was discouraged
by the security cameras protecting your solitary stance.
All of us
Although our journeys may vary,
the mountains we climb bring us together.
Lines
It’s often that I want to do the exact
opposite of what is required of me.
Recognizing Ireland
Upon hearing the gulls in Ireland,
I wondered how one can warmly
recognize an unknown place.
Blue Bench
Bright blue bench, only the winds of autumn
and the shifting snows of winter will keep
you company in the coming months.
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