DISAPPEARING POEMS
Every couple days check back for a new poem! I'll be sharing random pieces I'm working on.
Three Times a Day
As I make my morning coffee,
the dark bittersweet aroma percolating the kitchen in curls of steam,
a pirouette of heat rising from the mug like dancers
shimmering on a beam of morning sun, beautiful, intangible,
much like my latest dream.
When certain songs shuffle through my playlist,
and a lyric or refrain strums a buried chord, reverberating through me,
the vibrations shaking loose thoughts of possibility,
of hope and shared expression.
While curled up on the couch reading a new book,
a quote catching my eye,
sometimes humorous, sometimes heartfelt,
sometimes a sentence will spark a wandering thought.
And there you are—
not in the coffee, not in the song,
not on the couch with my head in your lap,
but in my thoughts, triggered, summoned by something
astoundingly mundane.
At least three times a day,
I’m smiling for you.
- Wishing you plenty of smiles over the weekend ;) XX