October 2024
Sandra Buckner
sandrabuckner1972@gmail.com
Bio Note: I live in Knoxville, Tennessee. I love all things outdoors, especially a good bonfire. I am a registered nurse, working on a medical surgical floor, at a Level 1 trauma hospital, who loves poetry. I am currently working on a chapbook and a collection of my work.

Obsession

Concepts running
though your mind
with different scenarios
and different outcomes
playing over and over
like a record 
skipping on a record player
in an empty vintage-looking room 
no one around 
to raise the needle
No clock or calendar
Just a guess of the season
Spinning
Echoing down a long hallway
Sound getting lower and lower
until a ringing in your ear
is the only sound 
you hear
Never quite going away
until it starts all over again
even louder

As my World is Sleeping

I can sit on the patio
listen to the morning sounds
and watch the steam 
come off my coffee
Clearing my mind of clutter
I focus in on what I would 
like to accomplish
I watch a mother bird
as she takes what appears 
to be breakfast to her nest
One that was made 
in an old helmet
on my top shelf
amid the water blasters
and bubble blowers
I wonder if she ever gets
a quite moment when
her babies are asleep
One to herself
where she can ponder
on the day ahead
Lost in my thought
my world abruptly wakes
as I hear a small voice 
calling my name

©2024 Sandra Buckner
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