WeeWorld

A Moment

blurred sounds of traffic
flow past my window

lazy curls of steam
wisps of green tea
with it's shades of lemon and leaves
curl themselves around my thoughts

idly stirring
my conciousness
with random thoughts
that slip away
like melting sugar cubes


at my feet
a curled up calico
chortles in her sleep

the sun fading in
over the horizon
blazes suddenly through the frail china rim
in a transfixing flare of brilliant translucence


and I am startled by the moment