Stimulation
I clear a blank
area
in the room
with the intention
of workspace.
It is restful--
empty
of things
a place to fill and create
sterile
no pictures
no clutter
no nothing
Leaving it awhile
I return to find
it
filled with
my children
who have
moved in
with their toy
castles, soldiers, kings
princesses, and trains.
The space created
for imagination and ideas
filled just right.
May 2009
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Marsha, I love this. And I haven't read them all, but your poetry touches me where "me" is. You make me smile.
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