A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 141

Day 141: “Ginger Ale”


The mountains, the porch swing

The breeze as the sky gets dark


You come, scratch my back

Sit next to me

We look at the stars starting to become visible in the sky


We sit in silence

Admiring the beauty

The closeness


After a while, it’s cold enough that we go inside

Surprising for Arizona


You ask if you can get me anything

I think of all the treats and treasures here

Peanut M&Ms

Rice Krispies

Icebreakers


But I say, “Ginger ale, please”


You go to the other fridge

The one by the garage

And come back with two in hand


We sit on the couch, drinking ginger ale

and watching Shirley Temple


You scratch my back

A Poem a Day: a Series – Day 134

Day 134: “In My Body”


I’d like to approach life

Out of my head

And into my body


Feeling my feet on the ground

My heart in my chest


Allowing my body

To do its thing

And quieting my mind

Living in the moment

The now


In my body

Grounded

And grown


Awake

Alive

Completely trusting myself

To do what I know how to do


I want to quiet the noise

And live


Why is that so hard to do?