DocAndersen
I
me
Feel it slipping away
I could not now tell you when
or how I knew it was slipping away.
Just, that in waking
or perhaps sleeping
it was gone.
I would say but cannot
that I looked for it.
I did not look.
I was not aware,
or perhaps in the lost moment in the fog
around waking up
before the coffee pot comes to life
I was not there.
It is gone now.
When all else fails in a stressful day, go somewhere dark and quiet and listen to your breathing as you ease into a state deep relaxation.
Thanks good suggestion~
You’re welcome! May the measuring lines of life, fall only in phenomenal places for you
and the same for you, in the essence of where you are.
Cool, very cool…like father, like son!
Thanks! Although my son would argue about that!
But the drawing is good…and the poem too…cool!
Thank you very much. I used to, many years ago, publish poems under the name Sandler Boggs, I didn’t want people to know I wrote poetry!
…i thought it’s Ichigo Kurosaki’s mask of Bleach anime.
Actually my son did it. He is a very impressive artist.