Original Poetry

Unheeded By The Small Things

Unheeded By The Small Things

The minute jewels gleam in the groove of the blade,
climbed upon by tiny legs that neither
displace nor diminish their shape nor beauty,

and the rays pour down on the muted
meadowscape, bringing heat and life,
the ticking of an unseen clock driving

the hours, hours unheeded by the small
things, each of them precious in my
sight, here on my site, in these

days I have remaining, days in which
I watch, bear witness, testify
to ground-level majesty, days in which

I catalog the singing joy of a
life full of hours exchanged for these
soft and secreted pleasures. These, my days.

~S.K. Orr

2 Comments

  • Lewis

    Wonderful Poem, SK. Thank you.

    One of my favorites is “Two Things”. A lot to digest in that one.

    ORIGINAL POETRY
    Two Things
    August 10, 2022

    • admin

      Thank you so very much, Lewis. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem. And I’m gratified that you liked “Two Things” as well. You’ve long been such an encouragement to me. I can honestly say that I never click on “PUBLISH” without wondering if you’ll like the story or poem. Sometimes one lone, kind voice makes such a difference.