Little Beach Boy (A Shadorma)

I watch him
Sitting in the sand
His quest for
Adventure
Shines through the look on his face
Deep concentration

A slight breeze
Blows his light brown hair
As he digs
For treasures
My heart warms from his delight
A precious moment

Lauren Scott 2017
(I learned about this poetry form at Ben’s site,
https://bennaga.wordpress.com/ and he encouraged
me to try a Shadorma, as well. I couldn’t think
of a new topic, so I revised an old poem from
when my son was little. ❤ I hope you enjoy, and
thanks for the nudge, Ben. It’s always good to
learn something new.)

Preoccupation

A few hours of solid
sleep was better than
nothing before the body
awoke and shifted into
high gear with a reeling
mind too active for
three in the morning

Those thoughts wouldn’t
rest until the clock read
an hour later, after battling
the tossing and turning
and consistent whirling

Then it was time to step
out of the routine and 
into an adventure that
didn’t even own a spot
on the bucket list

LS 2016

Connections

 

SabrinaFair 2015

I pondered long and hard for the answer
wondering, wavering of emotions inside
How relative time has been in this journey
this crazy, happy, emotional ride

The voices unheard, yet heard of so clearly
in universal languages for all to hear
The faces unseen, yet seen in tiny glimpses
of those who opened their windows for air

How thoughtful the praise each time I read
How warm my hopeful heart became
How humble it felt from deep within
How grateful my soul will surely remain

Lauren Scott 2015
Photo: SabrinaFair