I Am Delighted!!!

I am delighted. My life goes well.

I must say it as clearly as I can
before Im gone.

So little delight there can seem in the world.

Almost as if it's shameful or naive
to love what is there:

A new collapsible pair of glasses
flat in a one-inch pouch--imagine!

Can be worn inside my bra.

Anywhere the telephone book,
a needle, newsprint--it's Okay.

Touch a key on my new computer,
Clean up window. And tiny icons
on a desktop scoot about for space--
alphabetical!

Take a 4 o'clock walk from Ketchum
past the fields and watch a young mare
and gelding frolicking like kittens,
a nine-year old biker trying to look nonchalant
as he sails past you
with no hands.

Hear the brook getting in with
the white swans at the black pond.

Feel the sun making its last statement
to the fence posts.

Smell the perfume of the yellow haired
lady strolling with the short man's hand.
Nod as the Land Cruisers give way
to the languid redolence
of manure.

Back, find the word you've hunted for:
forage, jasmine, medallion.

Taste the strawberries on yogurt
at your own sink.

Let the shower have its way with
your hair.

Be tired.

After they have stood and sat and walked
and climbed the stairs, put those legs
to bed.

Talk not at all.

Take as long as you need
to find the fit.

And those eyes, let them close.

See, see, particles of delight
to sleep with
and be delightfully surprised by
tomorrow.

by: Emma Lou Thayne