It’s an interesting ReVerse Poem today. Much of my time this past week was spent seeking out the tiniest details of the world around me, and noticing that perfection is not spared even to the smallest cell. Attention to detail. It’s actually listed in my day job description. I’m good at it. Perfected over the years. And while I have a razor sharp gift for finding typos and planning every possible scenario of a project, itinerary, or event, my personal life has been rather frazzled of late.
Perhaps it is because I have been feeling small and vulnerable as we manage our way through an unwelcome plot twist that has challenged our plan for a leisurely retirement. Retirement? Haha! What was I thinking back before things got so complicated. Facing the fact that your partner is likely permanently disabled and you are the primary caretaker is a lot to take in. The little things matter all the more to me these days. They remind me to pause, to breathe, to rest. I’m not good at any of those things.
So, thank you tiny miracles that have caught my attention this week. I need you more now than ever. My soul devours you like a great blue whale sweeps through schools of krill. Nature and nurture is not an either or proposition. Nature IS nurture. Be well this coming week. I wish you happiness and peace.
A ReVerse Poem ~ Sunday, 13 August 2023
storms rarely come without warning
don’t ask unless you want to know
when my soul’s in need of healing
underneath the juniper tree
just beyond the blackberry hedge
facing eternity with grace
perfection takes more than a day
~kat
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time.
like mercury colliding... 