Wrote this while wallowing in an especially snarky mood. Tucked it away. Forgot about it. Found it. Decided it wasn’t complete and utter shit. Also because I still feel as strongly about the topic (in a personal sense). Posting.
This is very near and dear to me. I have lived this tale many a time in my life.
Text of poem typed beneath image for ease of reading. 🙂 Pace stops and lids do dropfor just one beat of my childlike heartBreathe infusion salty popcorn sweet candy cotton web laced on memory’s budsShouting screaming laughter ringing as spinning ferris wheel lights twinkle to warm my glowing cheeksNot that long ago your first love innocence clasped my hand nerves humming in a thrill no ride could conjureWe spun in our little carnival summoning fantasy from our trapeze eveningTiptoe conversations and breaths held tight before kisses stamped our youthful lipsBittersweet how its flavor chokesSTEP RIGHT UP!Carnie calls split nostalgia lids…
I think this pretty much sums up why I’ve been MIA for almost a week…saying goodbye to summer in only the best of ways. Thanks for your patience, everyone. ❤ Poems to come soon!
In defense of intelligent language, a.k.a. “big words”…For clarification, this is not to say that simplicity is unacceptable or base. I love the short and sweet, too.
Collaboration with this beautiful soul…I came across @ov.words on Instagram a few months ago, and it has been so fun to watch his writing progress! Exposing his soul without fear, his poetry caught my eye with its raw emotion and its ability to stir up my own. Young talent here with a mission, watch out! Very blessed to call him my friend. Thank you for this opportunity to have a little fun! (I know the text is hard to read; it’s not meant for a tiny photograph…written out below.) I sit before this typewriter to writeAbout how you’ve sewn yourself…