New Year Resolution

In the studio unfinished projects lurk
like stagnant pools
cluttering up my mind
which yearns
to flow and eddy with new thoughts.
It is anchored by the kaleidoscope of yarns
by the needle fretting with unused thread.
Squares of patchwork lack a frame,
a spinning wheel idles motionless
a wisp of sheep hanging from a spindle
and the poem lurks beneath a scarlet geranium
whose leaves droop from lack.
Change begins here, now
Order, order, the gavel of my heart
beats
I unravel, smooth, stitch, wind
Into quietude and completion.