Background Check
There is a woman in a yellow bathing suit
in the background of a photograph I took
of the kids in 2004, while they splashed
in the waves, their four and seven year
old faces surrounded by sparkling water
droplets and foam, frozen in the moment
they were flung by the churning engine of
the gulf tide, and you can see how happy
they are, Annie in her floral print one-
piece, Riley with the scar on his cheek
pulled into his smile, and all the while
the woman in the background wades out
toward the horizon, her arms down and
her fingers splayed to touch the tops of
the incoming waves. She's no one we know,
a woman unnoticed in the instant I snapped
the picture, and easily removed with two
clicks in Photoshop, but I leave her there
since she appears happy in that place, in
that rescued second, everyone deserves
these moments, so I give this to her as
a gift. We only have so many places
we wish we could walk back into, we only
have so many waves we get to touch.
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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