Riley and Annie
I like the way you like each other,
share with each other first,
make each other laugh.
How each of you smiles
when the other one enters the room.
I like that you tell your stories
like they are one shared story,
one point of view.
And how you team up
against the rest of us, even me.
We couldn't understand.
We'll never really understand.
It looks like a gift you have given
each other, have earned from one another.
I see it on your faces,
in how you pivot to the other.
Delight. Trust.
I hear it even in a quiet room.
The rest of us can fail.
You can be a thousand miles
and weeks apart.
But you have each other.
No question.
So the purpose of this blog is to be a space to practice creativity. I am currently using it as a place to record a single, unedited poem for each day in 2019. While I attempt to write everyday, I may not actually post daily. Instead, I will post poems as they are completed, but one for everyday of the year. Not sure I can make it, but we'll see. It's fun to try regardless :)
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Poem: March 12, 2024
No One I run until I am invisible and free from the tendrils of the day and the treadmill and the others who fill this space, free of my gho...
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Maintaining Some people won’t straighten their desks at the end of the day, but I do, most days, and I sweep the floor as well, ten to tw...
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No One I run until I am invisible and free from the tendrils of the day and the treadmill and the others who fill this space, free of my gho...
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Through a Crack in the Door Think of those times late at night, really any time in the long expanse of life when you are walking down any em...
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