Another busy day has gotten away from me. I have lost steam. Here’s a small thing, another place-holder.
She monitors her monsters
with her motion-sensor heart.
She has started watering her flytraps,
battering the packs of flatterers
for flinging stacks of lies.
She will not grasp or grovel.
TOMORROW’S Prompt:
Today was Poem in Your Pocket day, a celebration of spoken language. What will the Fool learn about words, about language, about communication?
Gratitude List:
1. Mama Goose is such a fierce and patience mother.
2. Music chapel this morning. It’s always really good. This morning it was kind of sublime.
3. All those things I see as I drive out in the mornings: baby greens, dogwoods in bloom, the fierce goose, violets.
4. The scent of lily of the valley as I came home this evening.
5. Knowing my limits.
May we walk in Beauty!
Mockingbird Chronicles 