This morning's alarm clock tone was unwelcome. It didn't feel as though I had nearly enough sleep as I rolled over and planted my feet on the chill floor. An hour later and I was wishing for a bit more fluidity in our collective sense of "time" as I sat sleepily in my bus seat and decided to put those thoughts into poem form. I'm also in awe of human beings' capacity to share experience and hold to our agreement of "time."
Creative enthusiast, gregarious naturalist, opinionated activist, RYT 200. Amy Kay Czechowicz completed a poetry challenge for 2018 and 2020 by posting an original poem daily to this blog. She writes here occasionally to drop nuggets of wisdom she picks up along her way. You can read her poems and posts by clicking and exploring below!