Thought Salad

Tag: postaday

  • Slumbering little boy

    Why does breath whistle as it softly leaves his body? Is it the same reason my heart melts a little more each day? His soft warm little body slack against mine, he sings me a song in his sleep The song of life and dreams wound together Glee filling him until he stops, rolls over…

  • Blessings

    Blessings

    Another Thursday rushed at the seams Broken and battered But still full of dreams The shining light Of a centenarian’s eyes Makes me appreciate Another day’s sunrise The slow steady breathing Of a child fast asleep Makes me think about love And how it can grow so deep Another goodbye And another hello I watch…

  • October Monday

    October Monday

    First day of October, and the roads were sure to let me know it’s time to get my winter tires on. I was almost the person in the truck sliding off the road, but thankfully I felt the slip slow enough to ease off the pedals. The rest of the day was the same as…

  • September 30th

    September 30th

    The weekend is over again The time has flown with the usual things, cleaning, laundry and chores. But in the midst of all the work, Moments of fun crept in. Time with auntie, horsing around. McDonald’s play place family time New gadgets to make reading fun- so fun, mom and dad wanted to use them,…

  • Little boy zzzzz

    Little boy zzzzz

    Lying in bed, ready for sleep I listen to the sound of my boy snoring next to me. At equal times grateful for his soft, little boy breathing, while simultaneously wondering when I’ll get him to leave. I know the time will fly, as so many other mothers have told me, but right now I…

  • The big questions

    The big questions

    Another day closer to the end of the month, nine months down and counting. October will soon be here which is good, as my three year old is obsessed with saying, “Halloween time is here!” Every time it’s dark outside. And it feels as though winter will soon be here, even though the week has…

  • The big questions

    The big questions

    Another day closer to the end of the month, nine months down and counting. October will soon be here which is good, as my three year old is obsessed with saying, “Halloween time is here!” Every time it’s dark outside. And it feels as though winter will soon be here, even though the week has…

  • Time in my hand

    Time in my hand

    Time is as fleeting as the sun, Chased away as the seasons turn I hurry and try to catch up Never quite grasping it in my hand What if I could stop time? Just long enough to right the world? Take a breather on the sand, And watch as the seconds pause I’d get up,…

  • Saturday with Mr Cohen

    Saturday with Mr Cohen

    Songs of passion and pain Life is for the living, For sunshine and also for the rain Tonight I heard the poignant words Sang through the bodies Of humans flying like birds Leonard Cohen and ballet A remarkable combination, His glorious voice and dance Earned a standing ovation I wept for the blue raincoat For…

  • Eye of the storm

    Eye of the storm

    Some days it’s hard to catch my breath Feeling the air as it rushes by A whoosh and a gust, But not life sustaining Not slowing to caress my face Instead picking me, Into the eye of the hurricane Things from within are calm Still The speed outside blurry and overwhelming I close my eyes…