When it comes down to it, I am at heart a writer. I think I always have been. I've been playing with words and creating stories in my head for as long as I can remember. For too long now though, I've neglected this part of myself. So I am making a commitment to myself to write something, anything every day. I need to give myself permission to put out things that are not perfect- to not worry about the end result- to just write. To write the words I need to say, the stories I need to tell.
Clouds
You asked me what I saw
up there and I
said "A figure 8 wearing a hat."
Not the old man from down the hall
who wears cardigan sweaters and too much cologne,
who came home late last Sunday night
smelling of Irish whiskey and,
who, when he saw me
sitting on the old porch swing
wrapped in your grandmother's afghan,
called me Maura
and began to cry.
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