Fickle Feathers

Like feathers falling
from who knows where
Thoughts and other mental activities
drifted upon the corners
nooks and craniums
Touched down in silent celebration
jubilant in a mute kind of way
a gaggle of possibilities
tickled inferences
While the occasional spackle
plopped and gurgled
a means of providing
to otherwise fickle 
feathered ideas

Peace On…

Limitless –
Such is the possibility
of inner peace
As much during the
noisiest, messiest, busiest
roiling and boiling
challenges and boisterousness
as during a dappled trek
through greening hidden meadow
by the trickling and gurgling
stream of inner consciousness
Peace on…