Sitting Quietly

Sitting quietly the other day

I suddenly found I had nothing to say

Now life took on an elegant grey

And gravity left me alone

Then I awoke in darkest night

And remembered that unrepeatable light

Now faded with distance, far beyond sight

A star in a too-distant zone

The silence below, the spaces between

The places inside us we never have seen

The fragments of sight which we but rarely glean

These the field in which rest might be sown

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

Part of me feels like that now old song about the green, green grass of home. As I sit quietly considering the day that has passed and this marvellous poem, one day further away from yesterday and one closer to that rest which on many a turn becomes quite more attractive when gravity and the cares of life have worn and torn. A pleasant meditative poem. Thanks for sharing. Freds.

[willweb]

Nicely crafted. The meter and cadence are very well penned and the rhymes are spot on. This read like a song. Really cool.