measuring her hair
on my back
eyes closed
in the bathroom mirror
the lengthening night
all the books on my desk
I’ll never read
a squadron of red
dragonflies
goose calls echo
through the night
pulling me back
to the present
behind the school
left unpicked
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I can relate to this one, especially in the spring when the Canada geese arrive.
That’s funny, I’m right at what is probably the northern limit of where swans and geese come to winter, so this is a busy time of year in the skies around me. It’s really nice to see their V-shaped flocks glowing silvery in the moonlight.
It's interesting how they arrive at different times of the year. For us, they herald the coming of spring and summer :)
Yes that is all it takes for me, and yet it is enough to keep me on track. It's the simple things in life, that so often get overlooked. xx
Overlooked a lot of times because they blend in to what is normal. When you feel a tiny drop of rain, it’s such a small thing, but it’s a change. I think maybe some of the power of simple things comes from them being out of place in some kind of way.
Those geese can be noisy... I can relate to that. And what's better than laying in the grass!
That last one I found interesting, just wondering what inspired that one. Literal fruit or something else?
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That one has kind of a funny story. The inspiration came from a regular old fruit tree that was next to a school I work at, and that was full of ripe fruit.
It seemed like such a shame to let such good looking food go to waste, and I was surprised that the school would let an opportunity to teach kids about such things slip by, so the poem came to mind.
What’s funny is that I mistook pomegranates for passion fruit. After I first wrote the poem I realized I had mis-identified the fruit, but when I tried to be true to the situation and real life experience, writing about pomegranates instead of passion fruit didn’t have the same effect.
So, the poem is a bit of a creation to purposefully make the reader wonder if there’s a Lolita thing happening or something like the Police song Don’t Stand So Close To Me.
The pomegranates fooled you, that is funny! They grow wild all over the US southwest. Passion fruit I would misidentify because I've never seen it in on trees before. Well done on that part, making you ponder the Lolita thing! Don't Stand So Close To Me is a little creepy in a way looking back now... Especially if it were my daughter!
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one tiny rain drop
pulling me back
to the present
noticing it as it warms and slides down your neck. such a good image