Time to breathe

awake early
back to bed with a coffee

opening curtains
gold oozes
a volcano on the horizon

with coffee and Stevenson’s travels
propped with flat pillows
I read only to find myself wandering
into Thursday’s revelation

volcano is doused
gilded fields become leaden

I return to the book
finish the coffee
look at my peace lily and smile
as I notice the surfaces need dusting
a little like me

white light now blinds through my windows
fields are green
birdsong tickles the air

Time to breathe

Included in my book, ‘Broken Roses’, 2018

Available from My Author Page at Lulu.com


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