Monday, April 28, 2014

Three Beautiful Things [Poem]

My sight drowns into the colours,
of an exquisite painting.
My enjoyment increases,
with each passing second,
as I notice more of the artist’s
generous little touches.

I feel privileged to witness
her humble, genuine smile
The whirring of my mind halts
to appreciate it’s arising.

The sun lays a blanket
of golden light onto
pure green fields.
The horizon spreads out,
into wide open infinity.
Rapture in the eyes!

Sigh! So beautiful.


Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Words Remembered [Poem]

You are pathetic. 

Who said it? I don’t remember.
Was it even said, or just implied?
Was the accuser another or myself?
Did it happen in reality or my imagination?

Either way, the words impacted.

You’re great! 

A friend said it in a time of distress.
The words had the tune of sincerity.
They were as medicine to me then.
It is a memory for which I am grateful.

Best of all, the words uplifted.