My Momus asked me… Oh so long ago now… to post on her site while she was busy writing her book. That is a tremendous honor. Maybe too big for me, because I have been negligent.
Originally I thought to post some haiku under the Scottishmomus heading, but my haiku are so silly. I think it came down to the simple fact that the blank page is more nimble than my fingers to fill it, during Momus’ absence.
But this morning I’m feeling pensive, and pensive has no place on Naptimethoughts.
These words aren’t mine; they belong to Paul Simon, but I could never write such a poem, so I suppose it fits here. Most of the time, the woman behind Naptimethoughts stays hidden behind a wall of words. Not today, today I come naked for everyone to see.
The Rhythm of the Saints
If I have weaknesses
Don’t let them blind me
Or camouflage all I am wary of
I could be sailing on seizures of laughter
Or crawling out from under the heel of love
Do my prayers remain unanswered
Like a beggar at your sleeve?
Olodumare is smiling in heaven
Smiling in heaven, I do believe
Reach in the darkness
A reach in the dark
Reach in the darkness
A reach in the dark
To overcome an obstacle or an enemy
To glide away from the razor or a knife
To overcome an obstacle or an enemy
To dominate the impossible in your life
Always a stranger when strange isn’t fashionable
And fashion is rich people waving at the door
Or it’s a dealer in drugs or in passion
Lies of a nature we’ve heard before
Do my prayers remain unanswered
Like a beggar at your sleeve?
Babalu-aye spins on his crutches
Says, “Leave if you want
If you want to leave”
Reach in the darkness
A reach in the dark
Reach in the darkness
A reach in the dark
To overcome an obstacle or an enemy
To glide away from the razor or a knife
To overcome an obstacle or an enemy
To dominate the impossible in your life
Reach in the darkness
A reach in the dark
Reach in the darkness
A reach in the dark
To overcome an obstacle or an enemy
To dominate the impossible in your life
Reach in the darkness
A reach in the dark
Reach in the darkness
A reach in the dark
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