Wednesday, January 16, 2013
light sound shadow silence
seeping in i can feel the littlest hairs on my toes change direction
holding my breath i notice the currents in my home
the cottage is creaking
settling in the corners tumbling cat hair goes to be still
ceiling fan notches out its cadence
too fast for calm too slow for urgent
darkness and isolation of drawn shades keeping the cold out
keep the cold in
the heart
waking up i can sense a change
the morning air is warmer now than it has been all week
raising the blinds i let light in
fluff the pillows
the light
sharpens the shadows
and lightens there heaviness
contrasting the keeping out and the letting in
I put on a clean shirt
as if expecting company