The Long and Short of It – Solo, a poem by Dale Peterson

Escape the chatter.  Unplug.

Put away want – put away need.


Stop thinking.  Just drift.

Hear the birds.

Feel the breeze.


Hear the foot-falls.

Feel the air moving in… and moving out.

Hear the water-song playing over stones.

See the marsh-hare – sense the bobcat.

Feel blood moving and muscle contracting.


Feel and hear heart-beats.

Feel the sun and the shadow.

Smell the ocean.   Waves crashing.

Hear the sea-lions.

No past, no future – only now.





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