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10 June 2016

Every Morning

My new cat is unusually polite: she waits for me to wake up. When I do, she runs to the kitchen. If I don't follow fast enough, she runs back to get me. 'I'm so happy,' she says in body language; 'Now we have breakfast!' After she has eaten, she plays with one of her soft toys, batting and chasing it all over the house. I sit down with my coffee and cereal, and pick up my magic stone. It is one of the special stones I collect, with remarkable colours or markings or shapes, that I find on roadside or seashore. This one, I have inscribed with a sigil. I hold the stone high in my right hand and intone the mantra I created to empower my writing, the mantra which the sigil represents. I am telling the universe my desire for my poetry: that it be healing, that it be read. I eat my cereal fast. I sip my coffee slow. 

on the path 
I kick up a stone
heart-shaped














Written for Haibun Monday #15 at dVerse: All Things Quotidian. We were asked to write about the everyday. What is everyday for me might not be so for all others!


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8 comments:

  1. Sherry Blue Sky11 June 2016 at 10:47

    I adore this poem! "...that it be healing, that it be read....." and so it is. For a time, I found heart-shaped rocks everywhere, especially on the path to the place of healing that was the residential treatment centre I worked in...........I havent found a heart-shaped rocks now in twenty years. Sigh. But I keep my eye peeled for them just the same.

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  2. kaykuala11 June 2016 at 17:01

    Such special stones may have the karmic power one desires. Can never tell but it'll reveal itself eventually! Perhaps Rosemary!

    http://imagery77.blogspot.my/2016/06/i-remember-marrying-only-half-of-you.html

    Hank

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  3. Victoria12 June 2016 at 05:06

    This is a delight, Rosemary. I daresay you are the only person I've heard of whose cat (or dog) is that polite!

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  4. brudberg12 June 2016 at 06:51

    I do love the thought of eating the cereal fast and sip the coffee slow... your cat sounds like a lovely companion.

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  5. Grace12 June 2016 at 12:32

    I like that mantra for the healing and the words to be read ~ Well done Rosemary and wishing you a good week ~ Thanks for joining in ~

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  6. tonispencer12 June 2016 at 13:14

    I love this. You and Selene have become such excellent friends. The mantra is such a wonderful way to get your day started and to continue down this path with your precious cat. Thank you so much for joining us on this one.

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  7. Petru J Viljoen12 June 2016 at 21:03

    An everyday activity, like having cereal, meditating on a mantra. I love stones myself. They can be rather eloquent!

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  8. Mish13 June 2016 at 14:13

    Thanks for sharing your morning. What is "ordinary" can be so intriguing to others.

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