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poetry: leaping

9/30

“you never know,” 
i say to my nephew 
about ghosts, raptors, and kings. 

“you never know,”
i say to myself
about almosts, chapters, and wings.

More short poems:
1/30: not my cat
2/30: comfort
3/30: ache
4/30: remember
5/30: graduation
6/30: big love
7/30: Heavy and light
8/30: delicate

45 thoughts on “poetry: leaping”

  6. There is a quality that short poems would do well to attend. Wish I knew what it is. But you found it here I think. The voice where I read inside says the same. Also you gave us threads without history – a certain willingness, generousity, to take this risk. And THAT leaves the future open to become anything!

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    • Thank you. It surprised me when this poem came and I wanted to expand on it more, but something told me to leave it be. I’m learning to be braver and just go with the feeling. I do think it could morph into anything. You are right! I could expand on any of the word lists here, or the relationship between childhood worries and adulthood. It hints at far more than it is…maybe that’s why it works…no idea!

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      • Wonderful. What an excellent thing to learn. Poems do not need explaining – not even to ourselves. It comes from trusting ourselves. It comes from that delicate risk. Have more to say? That’s what the next poem is for doing, and the next and next after that.

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