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18 May 2011 Leave a Comment
gain – inspired by photo below, for Blue Bell Books short story slam.
14 May 2011 6 Comments
the morning rose early, with wild green grass and tiny buzzing insects looking for a snack amongst the gathered crowd. the heat had yet to settle in, the dew was almost chilly. a breeze timidly moved in this was the day of the floating. the magical moment of beauty, the highlight of the summer in Alexander, Maryland. this is what they waited for.
lovers snuggled and old men drank coffee near hot air balloons that looked like wonder bread bags. excitement rose in the air against the august heat, which had come out of it’s hiding place and settled, like a blanket, upon the shoulders of the gathered people. something was finally about to happen. nothing ever happened in Alexander.
the mayor had won a contest, had written an essay that had gotten the tiny town the honor. 3 balloons were going to launch from the high school football field, and fly above town. passengers in the balloons included the mayor himself, and 6 raffle winners. they were allowed to bring cameras but not cell phones. all were excited, some were scared. this was an Adventure.
once they landed, on the same field, surrounded by townsfolk clapping and hooting, the riders stepped out. they had seen the world from a new distance; each individual underwent dramatic, unspeakable changes. they understood. on that day, they became a larger part of the world.
for jingle poetry potluck – a color poem =)
08 May 2011 9 Comments
Springing
the colors i feel on days like these
prove i should be alive.
the air is purple around me,
green static and yellows flash -
it is all real, hovering beyond
the point where you can see.
but in my cartoon world
the colors are brighter than
you ever made with a box of crayons -
my reds are filled in
with brushes.
i don’t expect you to understand,
and, anyway, if you did you
could steal my secret.
it is enough for you to know
i enjoy the colors of every day
enough for all of us -
just in case someone misses
the way the blue sky feels
upon their skin.
i spread the sunshine on
to anyone who will have it
so we can carry
on the color -
the world deserves to know.
cardinals
08 May 2011 12 Comments
nana has been sending a lot of birds these days,
and i’m sure it’s because she knows i need them.
it’s always unexpected, though i should
expect them by now, they cross my path
when my mind is blank.
i don’t believe the dead are watching us -
i’m sure they have better things to do
but i know that nana still sends me love,
and i know that sometimes love is
what i need to keep myself in this world.
red wings flit and flutter in front
of my car as i drive to work,
to meet friends, to run my errands -
it doesn’t matter what i’m doing -
it is springtime and
they are there and i feel like
i’ve gotten a hug from 20 years ago.
catharsis
08 May 2011 15 Comments
if you want to bring me flowers
be careful what you choose,
i can’t handle it when
they smell like a funeral.
maybe it comes from seeing
too many too early,
or maybe i’m just
too soft, sensitive,
sentimental,
easily injured, simply saddened.
i do my best to
hide behind daisies
and keep the smile strong
but sometimes the scent
seeps in.
this i know -
moments stick in my brain
like photographs
scattered in a scrapbook
glued among glitter by my own hand,
locked away by
smells or songs or
sensation – sentiments are strong.
sadness lives in
hidden pods within my brain,
pods that pop at
the strangest times,
releasing tears and wounds and blood and
memories held close.
i am sometimes strong enough
to handle them,
the waves wash me away
and my psyche is cleaned, cleared
by the release of my
toxic humors.
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