Today I want to escape
to my grandfather’s yard
like when we were kids
encase myself in the oak vines
to cover these ills
chase the butterflies among
old rusted cars and wood piles
and junk yard treasures
free my mind
become that child again
who is always just under the surface
today I don’t want to be the adult
decisions to be made
mistakes to be rendered
ever binding pressure
today I want to hide
in my grandfather’s yard
and see the freckles on my cheeks
in the reflection of the tool shed window
and see not guilt not mistakes not hate
but what my grandfather saw in me
a happy innocent flying
soul
Yeah, me too. Wish we could escape like this. And do it together. I’m so happy to see you posting again, Jenifer. We’ve missed your poems and other insights. Keep writing!
Thank you thank you Debra. I have got to get on a more consistent writing schedule. It’s like a muscle you know…
Well hello there, stranger! It’s good seeing you. 🙂 You actually wrangled a bit of a tear from my eye- this is really sweet and touching. I think it would strike a chord with anyone.
Thank you so much! Yes trying to get back into writing. It is so difficult with a full time job. But we must make time for it somehow.
Absolutely. :0) I guess I can consider myself “fortunate” in that I have a (very small) fixed income and am able to focus solely on being a student for now- until I get my Master’s, that is. It’s a bit of a catch 22, because if I get a full-time job (right now), there go my benefits- free education- Medicaid and the whole 9 yards. I’m not able to cut the strings until I’m 100% finished with school, and so, I have a LOT of free time during the summer. (Too much, actually. ;0) But I digress! And I feel you on the writing thing. I’m glad that you’re making time, even though you’re as busy as you are. You’re a really talented writer and poetess, so I do hope that you continue making time for your writing. And on that note, I hope you have a great summer too. 😉
What she said. Well-put, monochromejunkie 🙂
Hi Debra. :0) Nice to meet you. Call me Birgitta. (My first name. :0)
So happy to meet you as well, Birgitta. xoxox