Thought I would share the poem I wrote on Sunday and took to my Stanza group on Monday – now looking like this will be our last gathering for some time. Hope you are managing to stay grounded and safe.

staying grounded

small piece of glass
pyramidal
soothing to roll
between fingers

parakeet feather
plucked from park grass
green easing to yellow
light as itself

ink bottles
emptied by words
dusty
memento scribere

your photo
faded to blues
off-white
still holding my gaze