Scrambled

Eager sincerity outlasts a lot of things. Things I can’t think of right now. 

All I can think about is that I set myself up for this. Deciding on 

'Eager sincerity...' for a stem…the words just popped into my brain! 

Seemed like good idea at the time, but now? Not so much. So I apologize for this most inept musing. It is not in service of anything but writing a blog post. I’m writing this on Wednesday evening in preparation for two nursing shifts. You are reading it on Friday as I am preparing for a long work shift or while I am busily doing what nurses do at work. Silly thing, but that’s all I’ve got tonight!

“Children have one kind of silliness, as you know, 

and grown-ups have anther kind.”

~ C.S.Lewis

In the Playground

Contrasting balance

in a topsy turvy world

shares career with home-life

both of them life and living,

income teetering outflow

play tottering schedules

each one serving the other

until we fall into bed at night

to start again the next day.

“The world is a stage. Life is an act…Just a balancing act.”

~ Tapan Ghosh, Faceless The Only Way Out

Wiggle and Wave

Intuitive dance steps may fade as decades flow on, yet the toddler wiggle and wave

to music of much earlier decades remains waiting to be 

energized with abandon.

The desire to waltz gracefully like Ginger Rogers 

to double-tap, tap and spin like Eleanor Powell,

to shake and rattle maracas to rhythmic calypso beat

to sway into soft jazz in a darkened dance hall

all springs to life when the music begins

a service to the joy of my soul.

Intuitive dance steps into my home to

wiggle and wave like a songbird in the shower.

Slippered feet slide carefully on tile or carpet

spinning in slow circles in music’s time

with eyes closed, a smile on my face and music in my heart

“And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane.”

~ attributed to Friedrich Nietzsche