Day 18. Just this: bliss

I

Morning light glazes the window,

honeying the floor molten gold.

Steam, coffee-laced, hazes still air    

Licking the air like an eager tongue 

Sweet anticipation

II

A slip of sun, a splash of water, 

a mere puddle of a pond,

I splash my toe into the aching chill

and send an explosion of sparkling droplets skyward 

slow sweet light pours over me

Delighted participation

III

Lazy, dazed, eyes glazed

I count the raindrops, 

those desultory, aimless drips dimming window panes

I yawn, I stretch, sigh, want to cry

My phone lights up 

My anam cara - my soul friend - phones.

Somehow, she always knows

Connection  

IV

It’s the first time I see him like this,

Unfurling like a flower

As he stands on stage,

shoulder to shoulder, elbow to skinny elbow

in the midst of the teeming kindergarten throng. 

for one brief breath, 

I see the blossom he will become.

Love 

V 

We sprawl, sated, relaxed amid the 

crumbs and clutter of discarded dishes.

Turkey and rosemary scent the air,

the clutter of candles, coats, dog chewies

cozy this family scene

And everything - 

the starlit windows, smiling faces, strewn shoes

Seems to dance in the sound of shared laughter .

Fulfillment 

Prompt: Write your own poem that provides five answers to the same question – without ever specifically identifying the question that is being answered.