It took me a while. A Sunday afternoon in a park.
I looked everywhere, even inside a tree.
It took me some time. A Saturday morning walking the beach.
I looked everywhere, even under shells and seaweed.
Crowded city streets are best for observing.
I looked everywhere, even past the obvious.
Flowers, candy, gems
Vibrant roses, daffodils
Chocolate hearts, diamonds
Flowers will die leaving only wilted stems and petals.
Candy gets eaten, empty wrappers discarded.
Jewels tarnish with time, stones get dull.
My thinking is skewed. Seeing things from a
certain angle. Normalcy is out of reach.
One day you said “Pick up a pen.”
Found freedom in words
Painting a scene on paper
Bringing it to life
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
10 years ago
Birth of a writer - and I liked the way you slipped in the haiku. Excellent.
ReplyDeleteThanks Anthony and having been in
ReplyDeletethe commercial advertising field
for so many years. Well, V-day is
a big one, but all that commercialism
leaves me feeling a bit cold.
Bravo for your epiphany - I can't imagine these prompt sites without you, Pamela.
ReplyDeleteThanks Viv, I have my husband to thank for
ReplyDeletethe gentle push toward writing. I am a visual artist and worked in the field for many years. But he was really instrumental in telling me to give voice to my words.
I like this Pamela. And your company. Write on!
ReplyDeleteThanks Irene:)
ReplyDeleteIt appears that this was a perfect epiphany for your words paint a most interesting scene...good one here!
ReplyDeletePamela, I was thinking along the same lines, then decided to just write about the feelings of that experience. You did a wonderful job,
ReplyDeleteand I'm glad you found that epiphany. We'd all be poorer if you hadn't.
Elizabeth
Gloria thanks so much!
ReplyDeleteElizabeth, Until I started writing
ReplyDeleteI was always painting and making pottery.
Which I still love, but my writing
is a priority and has been for
just over a year now.
Thanks for the very encouraging words.
They are much appreciated.