Tumbled

Sights and sounds flow
swiftly by
tumbling me
shaping me
rolling me along the river of life

Radiant sunlight filters through
a canopy of leaves
dappled beams
scattered across my smooth surface
solar energy touching my rocky being
warmth absorbed

Rain drops add to the river
cares and worries pitter patter around me
howling wind and icy hail
roil the waters

Vibrant birds alight
colorful refractions shimmer across my hard surface
a dancing sparkle in the water
tempting
They peck
and peck and peck
then fly away
graceful wings growing smaller in the distance

I remain alone

The Shroud

veil
(image credit: anna marie jagodzinska)

sleek veil slowly lifts
bright light streams in
eyes blink
temporary blindness

optimistic future comes into view
complications tumble aside
path visible

meaningful words are felt
healing music is heard
movement occurs

with gust of bad news
silky shroud falls
flutters across face

intense struggle

finest fabric weighs heavy
attempt to avoid destruction
necessary filter carries great value

disguised opportunities
await discovery

Clandestine Visitor

Light patter of feet
upon bare floor
spring rain gently tapping on glass

Little person unable to sleep
attempts stealthy reprieve from night time ritual
creeps toward lamplight

Open book lies on blanketed lap
words on yellowed pages invisible
disinterest feigned in clandestine visitor
silently daring next move

The child darts from shadow to shadow
a staccato movement
stops and starts

Her position freezes
as I clear my throat
fetching a giggle

she anticipates discovery

With the willpower of Hercules
I do not look her way

Waiting
Waiting
Waiting

Until just the right moment to
FLING
my arms out
to grab her

Squeals of delight elicited
as we tumble
into a laughing heap