It’s safe to say life gets away on us. This is my way of harnessing nine minutes out of my busy day to do the three things I need the most: sit, reflect, and write.

For those new to the nonet poetry form, it is a nine-lined poem beginning with nine syllables in the first line, eight syllables in the next, and so on and so forth until the grand finale of one syllable on the last line. There is just something satisfying about everything descending into one…