Monday Ponderings {March 4th}

WEARINESS

Oh let me be alone, far from eyes and faces,

Let me be alone, a while, even from you;

My soul is like a desert, sick of light-filled spaces,

The urge of useless winds, the sky of pitiless blue;

Let me be alone, a while, in twilit places,

Waiting the merciful night, the stately stars and the dew.

Sara Teasdale, Mirror of the Heart, p. 36

“ever-widening circles” – Rilke

Inspired by 지민

higher than the sky strangers

worlds apart, working on our art

ripples move outward, crisscrossing

your artistry, smiles, emotion,

dedication challenges me

maybe my covid-fueled

“mild-midlife crisis”

fandom can trickle

down into new fuel

for motherhood

for wifedom

and for my purple-tinged,

idea-driven

lifedom.

~A.M Pine 💜🌲💜

The Wood

colorful spines down

the home library’s back

a living being

fire-breathed

forest of words

scaled and long-limbed

hint of dangerous beauty

caresses and rustles

through my pine-needled

red hair.

A.M. Pine 🌲

Chocolate Chip

Love orbs, flat and sweet

Peace-bringers, sighs, smiles, sorries

Flour and sugar white flags.

A.M. Pine 💕

{Happy February! February brings my third annual participation in the World Peace Poets Postcard Fest and I hope to share some poems here, too!}💕💞💜♥️📝💌♥️💜💞💕