Funny, change has been on my mind for so long. My need to change and my inability to do so. Yet, when Bastet asked for shadormas meditating on change, I couldn’t find the words.
Bedheadedness has kept me from trying a Choka which sounds like a very interesting poetry form. Couplets of 5/7, ending with an extra 7 count/syllable line. Yes, me discussing poetry forms! Maybe after the laundry has woken me up! The elevated and the mundane.
Reflection on change for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond: Change
I crave change
my dead soul
my still heart
bring breath into my quiet lungs
move my shoes forward