These small poems were composed last week during the Thursday Morning Writing Circle. Some of us were practicing "meditative writing" — intentionally slowing down and breathing consciously into each word. Rob captured this intuitive process so well!
balancing acts
as anchor, buoy, and line
changing as need be
you outside
me inside
us besides
devote each breath
every thought, all action
to Divine Mother
drop each excuse
lose every hesitation
rest, dwell, be
dreams are mist
fog and dew
burning off with eastern sun
a single flower
beautiful and brief
heart aches tears
daisy chain of thoughts
separate to reveal
spaces between knots
push away fearful things
draw in shiny lusts
ignore perceived cruel ones
deck of fifty-two billion cards
set up in a lifelong line
single act starts karmic chain reaction
soft simple smile
tastes sweet
slowly soothing
