On these things, my life depends:
the rising sun
spring rains
the spinning orbit of our earth
a working well
unbroken circuits
the certainty of my husband’s humor
The knowledge that he will plow the drive
I will make the coffee
When he returns,
we will drink it together.
Sunday Scribblings
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Sunday Scribblings: Trust 1 (or, what did Heraclitus mean when he said that only change endures)
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So much packed into a beautiful list poem, going from larger to smaller (though there is nothing smaller about the certainty of husband humor, eh?), the loveliness of coffee together as the foundation of it all...
Beauty in your words. Very hopeful poem, a reflection of a good life.
Talk about valentines and poems of the heart -- Indeed, this is truly a love poem -- love of life, love of your life partner, love of simplicity, beauty, joy and the senses.
This is beautiful.
Beautiful little poem! Thanks for sharing it with us :)
The simple joys of life,
The simple routines hold so much of our happiness, but we don't always realise it.
I love this poem and the gentle contentment that it radiates!
A perfectly trusting poem. Nicely done!
There is much joy within this complicated simplicity! So very, very nice, anno : )
missalister
Wonderful :)
Lovely anno... those things upon which life depends.
so sweet!
I love the way you've moved from the universal to the minutely personal, all perfectly expressed.
You are so talented :)
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