I am guilty of forgetting
the simple but oddly lovely
aspects of life
like the rain diving
down the glass of a window,
all diamonds and emeralds
in their own right,
and how they resemble
the eyes of a Virgo,
dreamy and bright.
I forgot the sun over the water
and the tune of quivering voices
singing slow folk lullabies;
fire enough for the cold sand
of the beach,
teenage bodies snuggled under
blankets beside trees.
I missed the start of autumn
and the turning of the leaves,
completely new somehow
even to me, who's seen this
change eighteen times before.
And yet, all of these sights
haven't lost their meaning,
and I await each and every morning
that I have the chance to breathe,
grateful for the beauty
of simplicity in such a modern
and predictable world.
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Kristin, this poem, with its subdued joy, is a far cry - no, I should say, a far song - from most of your work I've seen. It lifts the poet's heart out of common but painful miseries and the only-too-understandable seductions of self-introspection, which (your first line's words) "I am guilty" of as much as anyone; and those introspections are usually dark-toned, so different from your hopeful lyricism I see in this lovely poem.
This poem is a much needed reminder for me too, Kristin. Lately, for a lot of reasons, I've forgotten what your poem remembers: the beauty of raindrops, trees and sun on water, human affections (under blankets or under rain), and all the anticipated changes of vibrant Nature. You remind me to recall the simple sweetnesses of life; thanks for that.
As different from the "tragedies" that poets like us can be relentlessly drawn to, this poem, in the classical sense of the ancient Greek plays, is a "comedy" - a sunnier glance at life despite all its sorrows. I, as much as anyone, need that lesson in this poem. You've not only 'made my day', you've managed to light up some dark corners.
And your poem has accomplished that despite your only-too-human struggles, like mine, for some peace in this "modern and predictable world" - great ending to a light-heartedly perceptive poem, the kind I've been hoping for from your talents.
With admiration,
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Thank you, Lad.
I'm happy to have lightened some dark corners and give you a reminder to include the simple beauty.
With this I've definitely strayed from my dark side and took an adventure with my words. It's a big step for me, not only with my writing style here but also with being able to admit that I've forgotten such times.
I'm glad that you liked this, it was fun to write.
With admiration for you as well,
Kristin
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This is sort of a feel good poem. It makes you look closely into the simple things the world has to offer that makes you smile. The world seems bleak half the time, but then you get the little bit of rain and smell autumn on its way, and one cannot help but be glad you live in this world. I realize that those moment are worth revisiting in memory for that natural high we all need when the world burdens as.
A simple look into the things you like and its beauty. To me, the rain and the dreary weather for some reason makes me want to go out and run. Kristin, its always great to read your poetry.
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Thanks, phige.
And yes, this is a feel good poem. It's always wonderful to hear your perspective.
Hope you are well
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