Friday, September 29, 2006

Poem: Sitting At My Window


Sun...
on grizzled roof tops...
black birds skitter...
people slow shuffle
on melting side walks...
I play "I spy
with my little eye"...
safe inside my window
on the world...
at ease inside
the peaceful house I am...
putting a few marks
on a blank page...
but if the truth be known...
allowing myself...
just to be...
sitting for a while...
at my window..........
..............Quester.

1 Comments:

At 11:08 PM , Blogger whirld dervish said...

"Happiness runs
in a circular motion,
thought is like a little boat
upon the sea.
All your dreams are more
than you can see anyway.
You can have everything
If you let yourself BE!"
-Donovan

 

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