Clean Sheets and Fresh Beginnings
across the street is my teacher today.
The ant scurries, the bee darts,
blue skies peek from behind the clouds.
Clean sheets and fresh beginnings
like a summer rain clear the air.
The foolers are the fooled
and we all pay the price.
A white feather floats to my lap;
surrender to the moment that is.
Pleas for kindness fall on deaf ears.
Floating in a sea of yes,
ponderings and possibilities,
hear the wind and the birds;
the bugs nibble at my feet;
feed the fool within.
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2018