Today as I woke up and facing my full to do list, I found I just couldn't focus, didn't want to do anything -- in fact here it is now 3 pm and I'm still in my nightgown ... it doesn't help that I've been working at posting my poem since this morning. Haven't even eaten yet. I realized that it was 8 months ago to today that Jesse passed away. No wonder -- it's so strange how these days effect me. Even if I don't "remember" it seems there is always some part of me that does remember.
As I was reflecting once again on time being the enemy a poem popped into my head. Another gift -- that's what it feels like when a poem comes the way the poem today did ... first with the title and then as I write it just seems to flow, the words and ideas come. The Poem I wrote today is One Day Closer -- It reminded me of, and reread two poems I wrote back in August. I'll share those first to keep the flow.
First I'll share the poem "Time" that I wrote Aug 2, 2010