An interval of silence
when your arm no longer bows
music at rest
time to breathe
An interval of rest
between reps and sweat
your muscle regroups
lives to fight another set
An interval of breath
dozy conscientiousness
before sleep carries you
into the shadows
An interval of quiet
before the kids wake up
and after the dog has been walked
coffee steam swirls up your nose
An interval of observation
standing in lines
watching the cashier
have a good or bad day
An interval of thought
Mouth closed mind open
walking about
in the shoes of someone else
An interval of grace
for that momentary glance
that says I’ve got your back
for the child still snoring on a school holiday
An interval of peace
a cup of a tea
the list that doesn’t need
to be started right now
The Green Study 
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Thanks. I decided brevity was the way to go today.
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Brief but very impactful.
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Hey! I think that’s the first poem I’ve seen you publish here am I right?! That’s lovely. I’m going back to my school holiday interval now, and enjoy the remaining 20 minutes of it, with no list or time keeping to pretend… Bill
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Thanks, Bill. I wrote one 4 years ago. Like cicadas and presidents, my poetry must be cyclical.
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That’s funny. At least it’s not on the seven year cycle.
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I like the stream of consciousness framework for this poetic prose. It is the interval that keeps me from going all fists of fury these days. Every breath is a chance to begin again. Healthy Monday, Michelle. I’d say Happy Monday, but that is just crazy talk.
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Ha. Healthy Monday works. Happy seems a bit ambitious.
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[…] via The Space Between — The Green Study […]
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Really nice 🙂
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on A Body Psychotherapist's Journal and commented:
Michele at The Green Study posted this today….
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Lovely, Michelle….I reblogged it…with this note: Michelle at The Green Study posted this today….I love the attention to the spaces between those things that grab our attention. What can you notice in your day today? Where do you experience spaces? I am going to watch myself for space….
Ruthellen Josselson write a book about the spaces between people based on a qualitative study she did asking folks about their subjective experiences of closeness and distance in their lives. A faith community I once belonged to used to end the service with a reference to ….the space between the stars……Between and spaces have always held a fascination for me and your poem tells me that I am not the only one!
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Thanks for the reblog! I have been thinking about the value of space/rest/omission. In a world that constantly clamors for our attentions – space, time, quiet – these take on critical importance not only to keep us grounded, but also to allow our brains to process and integrate information. It’s a big subject to think about – glad I’m learning to find room for it!
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