All The Small Things

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Hurry across the promenade,
run your fingers upon the shallow depth of field
and embrace
the periwinkle silence that surrounds;
perhaps, I am a fool for being in love with small things,
the ones that often go by unnoticed–
the sounds of early morning,
sweet, melancholy song that’s sung aloud
almost teasingly–
the salt on my tongue is witness to the changing atmosphere.
A thorny bush of roses,
the smile that forms on your face
when you catch me glancing upon my shoulder;
tell me, would you exchange them?
Let go to the extent that fire in your soul is extinguished?
Poems carried inside one’s pocket,
coolness of early Spring air
and a kind word spoken;
these are the things that matter, don’t they?
Perhaps, I am a fool for being in love with small things,
the ones that often go by unnoticed.

 

 

 

Photo credits: Dream Portrait, Antonio Mora, Pinterest

Day 1 ~ April is for Fools and Poets

Posted for “Play It Again” @ Real Toads

Posted for Weekly Scribblings @ Poets and Storytellers United

36 Replies to “All The Small Things”

  1. perhaps, I am a fool for being in love with small things…

    What an awesome poem to kick off April Poetry Writing Month!
    May we go from strength to strength.

    1. Thank you so much, Kerry πŸ˜€ so glad you enjoyed it πŸ’„β€οΈ

      May this April infuse in us the love and power of writing through life!
      Happy NaPoWriMo 2020 πŸ₯‚

    1. Thank you so much, Rommy πŸ˜€ so glad you enjoyed it πŸ’„β€οΈ

      (and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹

  2. “Poems carried inside one’s pocket,
    coolness of early Spring air and a kind word spoken;”
    Simple pleasures, yes

    Happy Wednesday Sanaa

    Much❀love

  3. How precious small things are. We are encouraged to go big, be adventurous but often what give us pleasure are the simple delights that surround us. Being satisfied this way makes us happy.

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