somewhere out there someone just had the best day of their life, could that be you? me, no. i'm just schlepping along. well, it's not that bad. sometimes it's good. like yesterday, i was walking home from the post office and a storm was coming. i could see the sky to the north getting true and a committed sort of blue. it was a color blue that says something, says get ready and also, before chaos, beauty. and there was the wind which makes certain leaves in trees do that thing which is shaking and electric. i was walking down the road and i felt the thrill of it. then it rained, sideways, with big fat drops the kind that soaks you fast. it felt real and good and alive.
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the above things new in the shop this morning
5 comments:
Beautiful decription of the feeling... Whising you a beautiful, no the best day ever!
love...both the words and the feeling, but this especially "..a committed sort of blue.."
swoonsome
I love how a mundane day can be transformed by a storm... electric! The cushion is calling me!
you don't realize how much you will miss that until you don't have it anymore. i really miss it.
some of the most invigorating moments I can think of, are getting soaked in a storm. Deliberately or not. Your poetry is beautiful Liane! This was poetry.
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