I had many ideas this morning. Thoughts of writing about gems (my children), whispers (my thoughts) or peace (to elaborate on what I wrote with Rupi Kaur in January).

Then I read this blog that shared a poetry form that caught my attention. It was made up by a Poetry Friday participant. This suddenly moved me to write something short. I scribed one (LAmiPoFri) very quickly, I ‘ paused, took a look around me and shared the moment.’

NOW

Whirr of the fan

creates it’s breeze

touches my shoulders

Cools me down

Out of the window

Sun peeps

Over the roof of

Mr. Neighbor’s house

Crow up above

Caws

That sound

repeats

Every now and then

Drawing the morn to noon.