Monday, September 1, 2014

SWOOSH, a poem




a playful mood
daring to toy with ideas
happily ignoring reason
that rather worrisome side of things
by contrast
curiosity jumps through two hoops at once!

An intense little burst of joy
a fresh frame of mind
the opening of a door
feeling absolutely fine

From one zone to another
echoing, whispering, trumpeting along

Alluding
Accentuating
Indelibly glazing over a self-naming moment
until it squeezes itself into an echo
and is gone

SWOOSH
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