choices of a working mom

Chances branch skeletal against the light
Choices brush fingerlike but out of sight

Days and nights and a waning moon
a tilting planet
a rent cocoon

Caught or falling
Awake I dream
Madness in the pattern round me
Serenity in an upper stream

Lightning quivers
winks and dies
Gravity has pulled me down here
Roots my muscles

Time flies 

© Lynn Lundell 2021 #pagesfromtheattic