Gifts From the Sea
Friday, March 23rd, 2007I spent an afternoon at the beach with my sister-in-law during her visit. We collected some small treasures.
I spent an afternoon at the beach with my sister-in-law during her visit. We collected some small treasures.
These boots were once fresh,
a leather pair of strutting
peacocks flaunting
straight laces in full plumage.
They boasted proud soles,
like granite; impervious
to water, stoic in heat
and cold. These centurions
marched to conquer.
Now the plumage, frayed
and faded, holds scuffed
split leather by a thread.
Mile after mile erased
the heels. They are failed
sentries against enemy
pebbles and creeping rot.
These wounded soldiers
wear the perfume of [...]
Having heard of Poetry Thursday long ago, I don’t know why I never checked it out.
I did today, and was prompted to participate in the week’s exercise, which was to write a poem based on an image. You can read what I wrote.
Recently I’ve noticed a tingling, burning, and numbness in my hands, more the left than right, but definitely in both. I feel this when I hold a book or the phone for any length. I feel it when I sleep. I feel it typing (ironically, less so). And I feel it when knitting.
So knitting needs [...]
Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.
–Soren Kierkegaard
Just in case I seem only an “inspiring” person who has most of her life together…
I have a specific person in mind as I write this post. Laurel, my dear, I write this to you (though all commenters are welcome).
It’s been one year since I started playing with poetry again. One year since I [...]
If you’d like to know what I decided to do with my day, here is my “report.”
A Visit With Mother
The ocean is a high contact sport. Expect to wrestle a wave.
Expect to be tackled, lifted up, tossed aside.
Waves sprint and jockey each other to the shore.
Cresting, they swap twelve-foot high fives.
Boys play tag with [...]
Yesterday was gray and rainy. Today the air is clean, the vista clear. It’s 55 degrees at the moment and the high is expected at 67. It’s 36 miles to Half Moon Bay, where the town has quaint cafés; the state park beach is a half mile from the town. I’m so tempted to head [...]
Via Eden… Take the list below, paste it into your own blog, put READ next to those you’ve read, WANT TO next to those you are interested in, AGAIN & AGAIN next to those you’ve read and can’t stop, and leave blank those you don’t care to read.