This, For Instance

I was afraid of

exactly this when I switched

to weekly haiku

That I would forget

not to notice but to tell 

of the noticings

The act of seeing

things I'd never slowed enough 

to attend before

is now imprinted

in the overt actions of

my daily routine

But six days I skip

the elusive wish to put

pencil to paper

Though I grieve over

the losing of such white hot

writing intentions

it can be enough

to be graced with the moments

of fine noticings

This, for instance. This

jelly-like growth that looks like

a brown cabbage leaf

~dkm 24/52