Seeds

 The gardener, sowing seeds all day

Doesn't expect to see trees by nightfall.

Yet I fold my arms daily

In frustration, waiting.

LJ Ireton 

Introvert

There was noise
And people speaking -
So much thinking,
Thinking
Thinking.
Now, with just my cats
Quiet smiles
And sleepy blinking.

LJ Ireton 

To Convalesce

To convalesce,

I recommend a cat

By your side -

Curled into a crescent moon,

Head upside down and smiling

In her sleep.

Let her show you

The sanctity of stillness

Made with soft shapes

And circles. 

LJ Ireton