“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

11.15.2011

standing on the edge of rain and 3rd base


me again on the edge again
toes just this side of being
in;
dilly-dallying
wasting time dithering 
wondering looking at clouds
looking for clues in the splash of raindrops
finding faces in the spaces missed.
a reindeer is ready to get this party
started,
but i agonize question compare second guess change my mind
rethink hesitate slow dance 
when i should shimmy like spinning moonbeams disco balls falling glitter.
i look for dancesteps painted along my darkened path
you put your left foot in
breadcrumbs dropped to the rhythm of the night
you take your left foot out
i shuffle stumble trip fall skin my knees hit my funnybone
you put your left foot in
and i am off the path off the wagon into the world into the arms of the
waiting universe where have i been all this time?
and you shake it all about
my toes are in across the line safe on third and i am off the bag too far 
at last
there is only one out i am thinking squeeze play
and in my mind i am suddenly still quiet eye on the ball peaceful
going alpha
you do the hokey pokey and you turn yourself around
it slows down i see all i breathe meditate exhale stand on the edge wait to
go
and that's what it's all about.

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12 comments:

  1. i love the breathlessness of this, smiling as i hokey pokey my way down through it, fairy tales and moonbeams and magic all woven into a beautiful shimmering cloth.
    that is what it's all about.

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  2. Such skittering imagery; I was afraid we might all crash, but that breath saved us once again.
    Love the heart leaves with matching nail polish.

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  3. i have that fear often, but always that breath does save me.

    and i love those leaves. gifts from the trees.

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  4. This reads like Duck-Duck-Goose on acid. I love it. You've taken the familiar and turned it on its ear. And shook it all about.

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  5. mark - that's great!!! i love that! :) many thanks!

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  6. kathryn - thank you. as always, mi amiga.

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  7. your writing really is breathtaking, you had me right there along for the ride, all stubbed toes and ouchy shins...
    and then i took that breath too. but you have now made me lose all concentration to what i was doing (writing copy for something boring)...which is a relief, it must be said, but not so helpful to my task in hand :)

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  8. so..... why don't you have a book?
    Why?
    I would really really love to hold a book in my hands created by you.

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