Pleeease dirty the mat!

A message to all our visitors. It’s about the floor mat that slants diagonally across our doorway during the monsoon, kept that way so everyone has to walk over it to enter our living room.

Sometimes visitors see that it’s clean and try not to dirty it, trailing all dust and the wet from the rains into our home! The funniest is those who can’t bear to see it slant across the grid of our floor tiles and feel compelled to take the trouble to straighten it out!

This poem is for them 🙂

The breeze that knocked me over

You’re the breeze that knocked me over, And I’m lying on the floor. I struggle to rise, clinging to hope. I’m in a better place now, but still struggle to cope. You’re the breeze that knocked me over, That left me lying on the floor. Fear and anger helped me rise, And gave me theContinue reading “The breeze that knocked me over”

My friend for a reason

My friend for a reason I thought you were true, But you ran when you thought I had need. I was your friend for all time and I thought you were mine, But now things have changed and there’s no going back. I’m your friend for all seasons for sunshine or rain A storm now andContinue reading “My friend for a reason”

That wonderful feeling

I wrote this poem during a moment of joy. Not trying to see the glass half full, but rather seeing incompleteness and striving as a glass that IS full. As a reminder to myself. May life bring me more of these moments during which I embrace the incompleteness of being human. That wonderful feeling thatContinue reading “That wonderful feeling”

The Mountains of Tasmania

Mountains tall as old as time, look upon the twilight gold. Dark now, in the fading light, till moon-rise, and a sky so bright. Mountains tall. And dark. And steep. Moon – she casts her silvery gaze on soaring hills, and valleys low. Streams of shining shimmering light, and shadows dark – mysterious! She castsContinue reading “The Mountains of Tasmania”

Possibilities .. a poem about my dreams for the future

  Sometimes I sits, I sits and thinks, of things I’ve never seen, Of places that I’ll never know, of what I may not be. Of all the possibilities that seem so far away, of all the lovely winding roads, that lead out from my gate. I dream of possibilities I cannot see awake, OfContinue reading “Possibilities .. a poem about my dreams for the future”

I get it!

I get it! That you have important matters to talk about so you drive slowly, Focused on your cellphone conversation. And I get it that you  just don’t care That you’re slowing everyone down The vehicles behind you are switching lanes at the last minute, The drivers frustrated that they’re stuck driving at a crawlContinue reading “I get it!”