Simple

The prompt for Sunday Scribblings this week was "Simple".

Simple

They say I am simple
because I sit upon a hill
smiling very slightly
and sitting very still.
I suppose I do look silly
watching in silence here
but it's clear to me
that my eyes see
what makes this world so dear.

They say that I am simple
because I never speak.
Softly I observe the world
and with my soul I seek
quiet moments of warmth and peace,
serenity that is so rare
when the sun sinks into the sea
or the wind makes music in the leaves of a tree
I put down the burdens I bear.

So let them say I'm simple
complicated is too loud
It's impossible to hear anything
in the din from the crowd.
But perhaps one day they'll tumble,
One day they'll come to see
in the sparkle of the stream
or the light of a moonbeam
sometimes its good to be simple like me.

Viewpoints (one deep breath)

So I've been trying to think of some different ways to look at the prompt from One Deep Breath this week; one came out a little introspective, while the other is the result of my having gone diving this week. Hope you like them!



Google Eyes

breathing canned O2
I sink into blue depths for
a fish's eye view



Picture courtesy of Free Nature Pictures

Shifting Gears

forgiving myself
a welcome reversal
of my point of view

Sleep - One Deep Breath

This week's One Deep Breath prompt is sleep and God knows I like to sleep, so here are a few stabs at the topic!

Cat Nap

luxurious s t r e t c h
cat recumbent at noon
soaks up the sunbeam

(c) 2007 aquamarine

Summer Song

my eyes half-lidded
cicadas drone incessant
summer lullaby

Rest

tumult of the day
fades away before healing dreams
my troubled mind rests

Up and At 'em

clock radio blares
I turn my face from the sound
and groaning hit snooze...

This last one I wrote a few weeks ago, but seems to fit the theme this week...

Last Fight of the Day

late night resistance
cunning sleep corrodes senses
unwilling eyes close

For more restful poems take One Deep Breath...