It's Still Life

The Architecture of a Moment

The Alchemy

Bubble, bubble, the morning sun.
Oats and blueberries, honey, salt,
papa’s wooden bowl
ritual for a heart.

A spoon once carved from oak,
its circles keep the calm,
anchored quiet
in the day’s small storm.

This is quiet fun,
a simple joy,
to make a home,
to stir a steaming bowl.

Written for Writers’ Digest Poem-a-Day Challenge. Poems/prose and some images are ©Misky 2006-2025.