April 2nd, 2009

Ferry Wake

National Poetry Month -- Haiku 2

It was stormy here this morning, although that's already hard to fathom,
with the sky turning toward blue and the birds content.
I lay in bed listening, wanting to incorporate the sounds of the storm into my dreams,
knowing I had to get up and start the day.

My Thursdays are long... the alarm goes off at 5 a.m. and I finish teaching at 9:30 p.m.
How do you look ahead at a day like that without getting overwhelmed? 
How do you stay present in each moment when there are so many moments tugging at your sleeves?

Haiku 2

Thunder black and deep;
there's so much to say today
it shakes me awake

-- Liz Garton Scanlon