Sunday, June 24, 2007

Summer Air

School's out. First weekend of freedom. I worked my tail off on the yard, which felt good in reality. Still in the mode, though, of work and stress and the rush towards graduation- and tomorrow still feels like a school day; I need to unwind.

I have been so narcissistic lately, which is coming back to haunt me in my personal life in some pretty drastic, unforeseen ways. I suppose this is a good start for me, getting the cards on the table. The last time I did that, getting the cards on the table, I ended up taking this delightful journey that really still has me spinning, so it really is a positive thing. I just wasn't prepared for it so suddenly.

Onward into the void. And I still have curriculum work to do tomorrow at school, anyways.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Travelers enter suddenly...and leave just as unexpectedly. I suppose it is a method of triage - for both...


There is only a scent of injury
invisible mostly,
yet wounds gape

just a hint of the sticky mess, almost all see only picket fences -droplets are efficiently licked away

yet the scent remains
always, for some
a gift

words' touch
heal
begin

a gift,
warmly received and given
then it is time to rest and move

life is only yours.

...needed to express through poetry