curious, girl.
Ask the questions,
especially when only you
answer.
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash
Liner Notes for This Groove: This elfchen is linked to the Friday Writings post at Poets and Storytellers United, Watching and Witnessing
Featuring poetic beats, lyrical storytelling, and other assorted jazz.
Life Commences
Pomp and circumstance won’t feed
a spirit raised to understand
that celebration can’t be experienced as mere ceremony,
especially when existence provides
a multitude of ways to be joyful.
a spirit raised to understand
that celebration can’t be experienced as mere ceremony,
especially when existence provides
a multitude of ways to be joyful.
Photo by Joshua Hoehne on Unsplash
Liner Notes for this Groove: This poem is linked to the Friday Writings post at Poets and Storytellers United. Congratulations are in order for my Darling Eldest who graduated college just last week. While he can be sentimental, he's not one for tradition for tradition's sake. So he opted not to attend the ceremony. Instead, we'll celebrate once my husband shakes off the last dredges of the coronavirus.
Just Remembered (50)
I’ve always looked forward
to the pink petalled canopy
that lines my street every birthday.
This year it’s hard not to feel
the ache in the break of the blooming,
marking the space left behind
to the pink petalled canopy
that lines my street every birthday.
This year it’s hard not to feel
the ache in the break of the blooming,
marking the space left behind
by a marvelously messy cherry blossom tree.
I used to make wishes
under the shower of dancing petals.
Today, I make promises
to continue the dancing,
I used to make wishes
under the shower of dancing petals.
Today, I make promises
to continue the dancing,
and hold back none of my blooming,
even knowing
that some spaces can never really be filled,
just remembered.
that some spaces can never really be filled,
just remembered.
The view from one end of my street at this time of year.
It really looks perfect right around my birthday.
Song Choice: The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance
Liner Notes for This Groove: This poem was created for the Friday Writings prompt at Poets and Storytellers United, Your Landscape.
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