by Mike Hall

My rush and hurry distresses my way.
   Questions of how? now resigned to … somehow,
   Too many thoughts for my mind to allow,
Just exhausted, dread and doubt holding sway.
My wish:  enjoy the moments in a day –
   Reveling, lazing in the where and now;
   No longer pondering the why? and how?
Allowing myself pause to laugh and play.

Why not pause, take a breath, and ease my fret,
   Feeling a soft breeze caressing my face,
      Gazing at the clouds against a blue sky,
Delighting in a day-ending sunset,
   Basking in the glow of this time and place,
      All moments cutting my soul loose to fly.

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Mike Hall is in his 46th year of teaching and has authored two collections of poetry, Autumn’s Back Porch and Thinking Out Loud. More than thirty of his poems have been published in various magazines, including Pure in Heart Stories, Sparks of Calliope, Discretionary Love, Solid Food Press, and Spirit Fire Review. He and his wife, Cynthia, live in the Dallas, Texas area.