Metaphysics

By:  Fran Walker          (POET) (Copyright: Fran Walker 1998)

Fragments

Of the morning sun

Lie in patches

On the kitchen counter

Reflecting light like mini-moons

On the toaster and cereal spoons

And I, with one eye open

Am confounded by these

Fragments of delight

When out the window

In a sky blue bowl

The sun is round,

Whole . . .