Sunday, June 26, 2011

Poem: Wondrous Wonders

Wondrous Wonders

I have often wondered
About things that cause wonder,
That bring
Me to my knees,
Make my heart
Beat faster,
Make me pause

I do lots of wondering: 
What will I wear,
What will I eat,
Does it matter
What I do with my day?

I wonder
And ponder
The complexities
Of life,

Then I see:

A hawk in mid-flight,
Hear an owl in the night,
See a fluttering kite,
A candle’s bright light,

And I wonder
About wonders
So varied are they,

A child at play,
A stack of fresh hay,
A chocolate soufflé,
A graceful ballet,
A perfect day,

 I wonder,
I ponder,
I sigh and rejoice
In the wondrous wonders I see.


  1. Rita, pick up a copy of the June 27 New Yorker as Adam Gopnik talks about the process of "wondering" in learning to draw. Your poem is terrific. I enjoy your work so much.

  2. That is coincidental. I will definitely check it out. Thanks for the recommendation and thanks for stopping by!

  3. Hi Rita,

    Even though I'll be seeing you tonight at the reunion, I just had to let you know how much your poetry reminds me of my mother. She was quite the poet, too. A little bird told me about your blog:) I look forward to reading many more posts.

    See ya soon,

  4. Thank you so much, Donna. It was such a pleasure to spend time with you at the reunion. I appreciate your comments on my writing and am honored to be compared in any way to your mother - a truly talented and lovely woman. Take care.