Friday, October 15, 2010

comforts

comforts


there’s the ugly vinyl
brown soft chair
with the gash, mended
with duct tape

there’s the gentle feeling
deep in, when seeing
a rabbit in the yard
while listening to Vivaldi

there’s the energy in a
crowd with friends
hearing tales
old and new

then there’s the moments
of quiet bliss when the then,
the now and the whenever
blend.

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