the golden fish: your self

Monday, March 5, 2012

set aside

your very smallest

most easily overlooked

gift

and gently

without tearing the tissue paper

open it up

let it see the light of this day

and call it your self

aguja said...: This poem is brilliant ... that is the least and the most I can say.; March 5, 2012 at 9:39 AM
Linda Sue said...: Oh Gosh, Steven, love this poem but when I did take this advice and took the tiniest most overlooked gift and opened it gently, as you suggest, there was nothing there! Oh Dear, what does that say?; March 5, 2012 at 10:29 AM
steven said...: well aguja - it's simple and that's what i know!! steven; March 5, 2012 at 11:17 AM
steven said...: linda sue i'd say that you found everything not nothing . . . is there a difference? steven; March 5, 2012 at 11:17 AM
ND Mitchell said...: Liked it Steven very much. Wondered if the reason for not tearing the tissue paper was that you needed to re-wrap in order to give the gift to others? Just a thought. Hope you're well,
David; March 5, 2012 at 11:58 AM
hope said...: Wonderful way to start a Monday!; March 5, 2012 at 12:36 PM
steven said...: david . . . i actually do take care with tissue paper . . . the tissue is like the the door to the house of the gift . . . . . steven; March 5, 2012 at 6:19 PM
steven said...: ahhhhh hope and mondays for the working people are a day of return a day of escalation of difficulty and even joy . . . . i'm hopeful to be a part of the latter experience for you!!! steven; March 5, 2012 at 6:20 PM