January 17 Stone on a Monday Morning

Scent of homemade applesauce cooking.
Coffee in my cup.
Ancient pencil in my hand.
My notebook open.
Overcast sunrise.

Eyes: Be Still #Aros December 24, 2010

I pause between comments on this poem and this blog and that.

I notice my eyes hurt.

I choose to lie down, to rest, to be still now.