A real one.
The second El Jefe showed me this work of art he made, I immediately wanted to write something for my Chunk #2. A picture really does say a thousand words. I think poetry can do the same. The challenge is writing a piece that says a thousand words, without actually writing one thousand words, right? I haven’t been brave enough to share some of my work on this here blog. So, I’m going to break those shackles of self-doubt and just share already. I think, of those proverbial one thousand words, dare I say I might have caught two hundred and fifty of them in my poem? In any case…….love this girl!
Breathe your soul into those heavenly torches,
for they blink and wink at you.
The Sparkly Butterfly,
The center of their shimmering swarm.
You giggle a waltz in
a-rhythmic turns and steps.
Gild your days,
with ornate crowns and
Satiny play dresses too big ’round the shoulders.
Adjusting your sleeve,
jeans peering out the bottom,
you call to me
with the cadence of a twinkle.
This slide show is in honor of Kodachrome’s 75 years on this earth. Click here.
Ahem, if you have some serious feedback on my writing, please feel free to share. I can take it. I can.
El Jefe took some pictures of my sister’s family over the weekend (actually a lot happened this weekend but I’m too lazy to write about it so I figure I’d show some pictures so that I could feel like I’m actually contributing to this here blog….but I digress)
There were a lot of nice ones, but here are just a few of my favorites:
Those last two make me want to go run in the sunshine.
Have a Happy Wednesday.
Is there anything better than this?
(perhaps but just soak this in for a second)
A whole lot of sun, gallons of freezing cold water, a long sheet of visqueen plastic, and a grassy hill is the perfect combo for wrapping up the summer.
It was a bit cold….
but totally worth it…
Grass stains and all, baby!
How is your summer wrapping up?
I made my lips grow
close and round,
into a plastic wand.
Then I saw it, clear and thin –
wrapped in a
of soap that held
the blue of sky,
the sudden flash
It made a trembling
through empty air,
to dip and soar
while full of glow,
I was surprised,
I didn’t know
my own breath
could be a thing
This is what dinner time usually looks like:
Tonight it didn’t. Tonight looked nothing like this. Too bad I don’t have a picture of it.
If you follow my blog, (so, like, all three of you), you know that I wanted to make a Christmas card last year. I tried. I tried real hard. But alas, either you are thinking, “Hey La, where the heck was my Christmas card? I thought we were friends you big jerk!” or you realized that I did not, in fact, complete my goal. Which one was it, do you think?
I was going through the archives, looking for some new photos to freshen up my walls and I just had to giggle at how this was the ONLY picture that was close to looking good. They look cute, but don’t be deceived, it was a rough night.
But then we took some individual shots that, now that I see with fresh eyeballs, actually looked decent, lovely in fact.
I like the feel of this next image. Just try not to be distracted by the fact that Chunk #2 appears to have had a terrible accident regarding her hands.
Perhaps this year you will get a Christmas card. It has nothing to do with you, and everything to do with me.