I loved all your poems, Lisa, but the second about the tree shedding her bark spoke to me the most. I thought about the prompt this morning, and about "following the toddler" and I realized that, like my toddler, what I need to feel free is pretty simple. So I wrote about my morning because, for the first time in a while, I had a really …
I loved all your poems, Lisa, but the second about the tree shedding her bark spoke to me the most. I thought about the prompt this morning, and about "following the toddler" and I realized that, like my toddler, what I need to feel free is pretty simple. So I wrote about my morning because, for the first time in a while, I had a really good one.
What a delicious little mug of poetry this is - like the first perfect sips of coffee in the morning. As a mother of multiple very loud children, I relate to this deeply.
Yep! I feel you in this poem. I feel me in this poem. And I really love, "leaving conversation to the birds." I wake up early every morning before dawn. Love listening to the morning birdsong. Yes, leave the conversation to them.
This is so beautiful in its simplicity and humility, A. Sun, silence, fresh air, birds...I feel the freedom in being able to enjoy these simple pleasures, especially after a period of not. Glad for you <3
I loved all your poems, Lisa, but the second about the tree shedding her bark spoke to me the most. I thought about the prompt this morning, and about "following the toddler" and I realized that, like my toddler, what I need to feel free is pretty simple. So I wrote about my morning because, for the first time in a while, I had a really good one.
Freedom is
waking with the sun,
creeping out of bed
into the silence of a
still-sleeping house,
easing into the day
with a bit of fresh air,
leaving conversation
to the birds.
What a delicious little mug of poetry this is - like the first perfect sips of coffee in the morning. As a mother of multiple very loud children, I relate to this deeply.
I love this simple recipe for a good morning. The ironically playful ending really tickled me!
I was delighted by that too!
Yep! I feel you in this poem. I feel me in this poem. And I really love, "leaving conversation to the birds." I wake up early every morning before dawn. Love listening to the morning birdsong. Yes, leave the conversation to them.
No words required.
This is so beautiful in its simplicity and humility, A. Sun, silence, fresh air, birds...I feel the freedom in being able to enjoy these simple pleasures, especially after a period of not. Glad for you <3
I love this A., and the joy of knowing you had a really good morning. Thank you for shining your light into my world!