vacations soothe the nerves
easing the abrasions of work
smoothing the ruffled feathers
caused by road rage commutes
then they end.....
and all the stress is still there
it seems to have missed me
everything was going into reserve
just waiting for first day back.....
insanity relapse complete....
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
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What? It only took one day to completely reverse your good time happy vaca feelings? Either your braids are too tight or I haven't given you enough welcome-back-stabs. ~Pie
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ReplyDeleteI wanted to ask this question, but here is the answer. I assumed it, but hoped I was wrong - that something inside remained - a nugget of vision, a scent, a sensation. Then I realized, they can be recalled by reading your own poems. I settled back, content.
I can empathise :)
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