Saturday, April 19, 2014

Ode to a cluttered table. NaPoWriMo #19

Ode to a cluttered table

O' cluttered table;
You soothe my soul,
Lift my spirit.
I find comfort in your

A florid runner, rosy
And lacy-- lays
Buried beneath the potpourri
Of words, tools,  synapses
Connecting thoughts, ideas,images.

This jambalaya seems random
Until the inked paper comes
Alive. Meaningful messages caress
The page; breathing life,
Newborn, alive?

Whimsical gallimaufry sates my libido.
Whether scented candle, Korean inscense,
I am free to amuse myself
With silent meditation,or
Smile, in the mirror?

First draft.......


Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

I like this, specially your use of pot pourri to describe the table top clutter

4:13 AM  

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