Originally uploaded by lovegreendog.
pattern is the challenge.
there certainly is a lot of comfort in pattern
in repetition and routine
we clench our fists
to the threads we have woven tightly
but are coming undone
in the moment we turned our heads back
to see what we have made
more to see here
(words don't normally come together for me like that when i am in front of the keyboard. usually they are strung along in my mind while i am driving, or going up and down the grocery aisles. then they are lost in "what's for dinner?" or left behind on some list i meant to keep but tossed out with the junk mail.
just noting that those words floating up there in some sort of form,like a poem, fresh and shiny- that's something special. just came out of me. i like it.)