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Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Trying to yoga myself to sleep

sleepy-eyed tonight
wanting down blankets
down pillows
dreams of a bed-bay-window
down the street
lights flickering
Dickeness streets

"Mom can I have chocolate milk?
Can you get my pajama pants?
Will you do yoga with me?"

we did
us four women

and my romantic bedtime thoughts
were post-realistic postures
posing
creating space
moments
time 
needed to be
just be
be
b
e
with my daughters not as their
mom
maid
playmate
protector

but as their equal
momentarily breathing
universal breathes
connecting
earth 
sky

relaxed for bedtime stories

now in the peace of the crickets
trains
soft heart lights

down pillow dreams
wait patiently

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