Whirlwind

Just as I was starting to settle into this year,

A whirlwind comes,

And knocks me off balance,

Yet again.

For a creature of habit and routine,

Adjusting takes time.

And the longer you wait,

The more the stains become permanent.

Shroud

Sometimes, visits to museums makes me feel:

People in what we know as the past

May not be so different from what we are

After all,

It is the same Earth spinning round and round.

Quiet Times – 6/20

 

Dots.

Squares.

Ribbons on shoes.

Scar.