Please stop the carousel!
It’s not that I want to get off, but the constant
Spinning is making me dizzy and I’d like to
Pause
Look at this
Blooming
Daffodil
For one
moment
Before
It dries
To mulch
I’d like to
Look into
This child’s
Eyes just a
Moment longer
Before they take on
The knowledge of good and evil
To see the little flecks of gold shining
If I’m lucky enough to go around fifty more times,
I doubt it will feel like enough, especially with the
Go rounds lost to grief and other dizzying realities
So please stop the carousel, the music, the lights
Let’s linger together on the edge of another year
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Tag: Moments
The World Whole
Child of mine
a child only a little longer
If I could send you back to Eden, I would
though it would break my heart for you to be away
On Putting Off What Really Matters
I.
a month later
the house in order
I sit down and wonder
where the time goes
when important work is at hand Continue reading “On Putting Off What Really Matters”
the drive
the road speeds by, one hand
on the wheel and one searching
searching the radio for a song
big enough to contain Continue reading “the drive”
Wasted?
In the middle of wasted moments,
glistening with promise
until that empty *pop*
In the presence of uncertain ends
sticking out in all directions
and the tangled coils of even-less-certain means
Into the mess of all my playthings
— You Breathe —
And Your Breath is
Moments in Memory #2
This is the second of a series of moments from my memory that I plan to post as I hone my descriptive writing skills. Each piece stands alone, a simple vignette without any particular agenda. I hope you enjoy them! Feel free to comment with thoughts or suggestions.
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#2
A bicycle sped down the pavement, purple frame glinting in the sun. It wove in and out of small clusters of pedestrians, its rider savoring the pine-scented wind as it rushed past her face. Seeing an impossible tangle of people ahead, the rider dismounted without stopping, resting her right foot on the frame before hopping off at a jog. Continue reading “Moments in Memory #2”
Walk With Me
Walk with Me awhile, beloved
This is what I made you for
To feel the breeze upon your skin
And linger here at Glory’s door
Where every breath is peace inhaled
And heav’n itself but thinly veiled Continue reading “Walk With Me”
Moments in Memory #1
Every once in a while, I experience a moment that sticks – all my senses linger in that place, conspiring to create a memory that I can revisit at will in all its beauty, pain, or peacefulness. As I continue to hone my creative writing skills, I thought these little moments would be fun prompts to practice inviting readers into a scene with me.
This is the first of a series of moments from my memory that I plan to put into writing. Each piece stands alone, a simple vignette without any particular agenda. I hope you enjoy them! Feel free to comment with thoughts or suggestions.
a moment in early morning
freshly washed pavement shines, unfamiliar depth to its color, as damp earthiness rises from the planters full of bright geraniums, almost red, almost orange – a chill in the air invigorates as I fall in step with the crisp click-clacking of purposeful feet moving down the sidewalk to a breakfast companion’s embrace or to a […]
In Pursuit of More 