Illogical

There is no logic here concerning when joyful words are waterfalls or when clogged up words stay out of reach There is no logic here concerning when melancholy floods my spirit or when gratitude electrifies my cells There is no logic here concerning when isolation ennui conquers curiosity or when crafting a poem outweighs reading … More Illogical

January

It’s afternoon and still in flannel pajamas I watch squirrels jump from bare branch to bare branch keeping the chill at bay The cat snuggles on my thick-socked feet purring her naptime dreams, leftovers simmer in a soup downstairs, furnace hums in the basement Dormant gardens, brown grass, grey skies, icy streets – A perfect … More January