Pasta and pondering

My mind oscillates to and fro
like a slow Sunday morning hymn .
At these times I still my thoughts

To temper my flailing moods.

 

I imagine floating in cool water,

whispering to spring butterflies

That dance atop my crinkled nose.

 

The sun sparkles diamond like,

A sign of my need to change angles.

I suppose, as I filter my unwed dreams,

of life now and life beyond this.

 

Enchantment has embraced me tight.

I shall toss it all up and see where it lands!

Is there no wonder I smile to myself

Like a small, daydreaming child
into my bowl of bow-tie pasta?

Reviews

[J.Black]

For a random mixture of words- you pulled this off wonderfully! I adore pasta! All the best to you.

[Iris Jayne]

wow. pasta! great use of the 'ten'. (:

[Helen Crutchett]

I loved this! Imagery was fantastic and what a delightful read. Wonderful use of the "Ten". Well done!

[Tovli]

great imagery! i'm suddenly thinking of pasta for dinner tonight! tovli

[Wicahpi]

I think you did a swell job using the given 10!
Good luck in the contest.
Pasta goes with everything!! :)