Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Waking



















Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser


I awaken, the fingertips of the gods
wiping sweat from my brow.
What day is this?
What shall I commit my heart to?
What will I invite to humble me?

A bare foot settles on the old wood flooring.
It is followed by another.

This is how it begins.

Wonderment,
and stride.


© 2014-2017/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Wonderment: New and Selected Poems" (a work in progress)

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2 comments:

  1. Jamie, your appreciation of small wonders -- and your spare use of words to convey it -- continues to move me.

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    1. Thank you, Jeffrey. Your kindness is moving... I'm grateful for your presence here.

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