When I write about the place I live in, especially where I walk and hike and picnic, it can be hard to write it as new and fresh because it is so generically beautiful, like a National Geographic spread. You inspire me to look around me from a different perspective, perhaps try and find better metaphors or perspectives.
So happy to see this in my box this morning! Thanks for the prompt! I took a stab!
Did you see
The moon the last night?
A glowing sliver.
When you were all little
We would go outside barefoot
You can smell the fresh grass
Little fingers pointing up
In celestial awe
You are all grown now
In your own spaces
Busy with this and that
Don’t forget:
It’s in the noticing
You will find your breath
Your way home
So glad it helped crack something open! 💗
I needed that "beauty emergency" of a sky today. How amazing.
Thanks for this post and for continuing to help us think about craft.
Beautiful poem for your almost 16 year old.
When I write about the place I live in, especially where I walk and hike and picnic, it can be hard to write it as new and fresh because it is so generically beautiful, like a National Geographic spread. You inspire me to look around me from a different perspective, perhaps try and find better metaphors or perspectives.
Also my babies are 22 and 26. What the heck??