give me a boring life, I pray
with steady suns and occasional rains
straightened out, life’s twists and turns
hum-drum days and worlds of words
egg drop soup and Harry Potter
desert breezes and grass for horses.
let me be bored, grumble and complain
visit upon me that luxury,
with pots unstirred and nothing out of the ordinary
a few barking dogs barking at eternity
and the morning star always on time.
(Poem and photos by Emily Murdoch)