untangling the web

poetry about and photography of everyday happenings and sights


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Today I Stopped

Today I stopped.

Sat on the bench

by the pond, told

Luna to sit,

and closed my eyes.

Felt the cold wind

on my face and

listened to it

whisper, then shout

through the pine trees.

Watched a flock of

six geese swim by,

lift their wings, and

swiftly fly off.

Today I stopped.