kirstyes

Surrounded by mounds of white,
fluffy and glistening,
the cause of so much joy.

Not snow, but wedding dresses,
in one of which she’ll marry
her favourite boy.

(For Stacey)

When I’ve stopped to be mindful today I’ve only had in mind that I have so much else to do.

I pause everything and listen to the hum and purr of static.
This is not silence, there is no way to turn off my mind.
It buzzes too.