Sunday, February 1, 2009

Poem Of The Week #4

Here goes: (on time!)

All week, I sped by
Faster than words,
Hindered by their odd weight.
This day, scatter-shot acts
defined my hours few.
Only now, laundry tumbling
Do I allow them
To close distance quick
Angry, forgiving and dear.


1 comment:

KAM said...

"scatter-shot acts" is an excellent phrase.