For Words…..

It is a day to be thankful and I have much to be thankful for.

My family, my friends, my Bugsy, my home, the woods, a paycheck.

And lately I am truly thankful for words.  They have always meant a lot to me.  I am a reader.  As a child I would walk from my home to the library over the big bridge and back carrying a stack of books.  I would sit in the big willow tree in my back yard and read Anne of Green Gables, James and the Giant Peach, and A Wrinkle in Time.  As an adult I love books just as much and love searching through stacks of old hard cover books at yard sales and thrift stores looking for favorites to collect.  I wish I allowed myself more time to read them.

I love good conversation.  Deep, life searching, does Bigfoot really exist, questioning the Universe kind of conversations, especially with the right people.

And lately I am remembering just how much I love to write them.  I am thankful for all of you that have been along with me on this journey thus far.  I am enjoying the hell out of it.

In the early 2000’s I was taking an online creative writing class.  The first assignment was for us to write about who we were and why we were there.  Everyone else wrote several paragraphs of fairly stale introduction.  Mine started out as a list and ended up being a poem.

So for my sister, who seems to think I have been writing way too many sad and sappy things lately that make her cry and she refuses to read, here is a piece of my soul, of who I am and what I love:

Words

Idealistic, ethereal, nostalgic

are my words, my thoughts,

the tales I choose to lose myself in.

Life is too real,

too hard, raging around me

a tsunami of time and space.

Words heal.  They erase adversity

and camouflage defeat.

I ascend to a time,

a place that is not my own.

My dreams transform

to letters meticulously arranged

to lift and inspire,

to light a fire

in ones soul.  To nurture

to love and live on

in your heart and mind.

No one voice is distinct

above another.

Just soothing, warming,

indulgent tales of days gone by.

Black ink on yellowed paper

Words rejoicing together as the story flows on.

 

 

❤ Peace & love to you all this Thanksgiving Day

 

 

 


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