Friday Fun: On Not Getting Envious

I’ve barely been using my home office lately. Of course, that has nothing to do with being away or being busy at work and with the children. I’m sure it has everything to do with the decor! So this week I don’t want to get too envious and will show you studies which are Instagrammable but probably not all that comfortable or practical.

Scandi chic but who wants to sit on bar stools all day, from Lundagard.
I actually have that chair (ideal for rocking and reading, not so much for working on the laptop, I think). But where can I get those super-high ceilings and huge windows? From Brainbox.
Sometimes all you need is a looooong desk, and a ladder of course, even if you can reach the top shelves quite easily! From Salon.ru
I could certainly do with a workspace going around two walls of the room (as long as there’s still plenty of room for bookshelves). From Design Sponge.
This one must be Italian – the handbag, the bust, the floor and the uncomfortable chairs lead me to this conclusion. From Pinterest.
Equally elegant, but much more comfortable, but not enough space for books, from Scout for the Home.

Old Friends

Like the comfort of twenty-year walks
We slip in that familiar pace
Our feet match up
Our faces, our minds.

You know me so well.
No need to finish the objects, the verbs.
No need to stem the flow
Or soften the blow.
One eyebrow raised gives the game away
And we burst in giggles as we did before.

No game this,
Just hearts meeting,
Sharing life and wonders.
Harbour for each other.

This poem about dear friends is a tribute to Dave King, a good man, poet and friend, who regularly participated in dVerse Poets Pub

Circus in Three Rings

Image: greenphile / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

 

 

I don’t care where in the world I am

If my lair is cosy,

Well-stocked and well-connected.

I can hibernate year-round

Among familiar smells

Velvety warmth of comfort habits

Foods tried and tested –

Make mine a ham and cheese sandwich-

Yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever –

If the world comes to me through my screen

Why need I go seek it out?

 

I seek the wind to sail me,

Adventure to toss me.

Even in the face of fear and discomfort

I need to earn warmth and plenty,

When muscles are weary

And brain is saturated.

I need to try newness,

Quench those thirst-filled questions

Too numerous to waste time.

No lifetime is enough –

I’ve got world to conquer.

 

So one wanders off

Outside the magic circle,

The other firmly within

But absent of mind.

Not much anger but not much laughter either.

We know not which to follow,

As they tear off in opposite directions.