Fandango’s response to Jim Adams’s Thursday Inspiration prompt used the above picture, and it punched me in the gut. That inspired me to immediately post the following poem, which I did not write today but did write yesterday. I am much more than moderately sad but am actually doing better than the last few days. Sharing with DVerse OLN this week.
Did you truly love me,
Or did you just love
How I made you feel?
I found out through tears
That I truly love you,
Irrespective of your answer.
I am a broken shell
Missing the sounds
Of the ocean
Even when I have difficulty, or when it’s been a long day, responding to prompts and posting to my blog is a hobby of mine (as you know), so here is a little poem.
Seas Of trial — Words are the islands On which I find safe shelter Here.
For FOWC: Sea and partially inspired by DVerse’s Habun Monday because I used the idea of “shelter,” but I’m not linking up because this isn’t a haibun.
Here is FFFC: #182. The picture reminded me of my ex and me because we would do jigsaw puzzles in the park together (that’s another of my hobbies — puzzles). Before we were dating, we would use that as an excuse to sit really close to each other or “accidentally” brush our hands together. It was one of those cute but ridiculous things. One puzzle had a bunch of different sharks on it, so that is what this cherita is inspired by.
I thought the pieces fit together, didn't you?
A couple dozen sharks with so much ocean between them,
Several times we tried to finish the picture
We never did finish that thousand-piece puzzle.
Now it's too late, for time flows forward.
There are plenty of other "sharks" in the sea.
Linda G. Hill gives us the word “wallpaper” to work with for SoCS today. As I had absolutely nothing to say about wallpaper, I decided to do am image search and see if anything from that inspired me. The pictures most near the top were of cell-phone wallpapers, which I didn’t even think about; I was thinking about literal decorative sticky paper on actual walls. Traditional wallpaper, I guess you could say. 🙂
The wallpaper on my phone is a photo taken from the pier at one of the local beaches. You can see the shoreline on the lift side of the photo, but most of the image is blue sky and ocean of a deeper blue. I remember when I took that picture: I was there with a friend from high school (we’ve more or less lost touch now), and we were going to eat burgers and drink milkshakes. I remember, doing that scared me so much because I was near the beginning of my eating disorder recovery journey. Thoughts like, “You want me to go to the beach, and eat a burger, and drink a milkshake, in the SAME DAY?!” were prominent. I refused to wear a bathing suit, so we didn’t go swimming, but we did eat that stuff, and we had a really fun day. At least I wore shorts and short sleeves. I remember, even though it was a huge challenge, that day was a major win for me!
I’ve come a long way, even if it doesn’t often feel like it.
You've come a long way, through the wind and the waves,
To find a blue sky and a safe place to stay.
The steps and the strides might be tiny or wide,
But in taking just one, one can be satisfied.
Remember the places from which you have come,
It has been a long road, and although you're not done,
Sometimes the wind and the waves want to play:
A milkshake and fries aren't too scary today.
When I think of you, this beating heart
Swells, like an ocean wave flowing toward the shoreline,
Without you I feel a bit adrift,
A little sail-boat unmoored, alone on the ocean
I love you like the waves love the sand,
Even if I know I'm made for depths and great journeys --
You will be there with me in each gale,
Yet staying means I'll never get to where I'm going.
For DVerse’s Haibun Monday, for which the theme is the summer or winter (depending on which side of the equator you live on) solstice.I’m happy to write for this. 🙂
Will the sun stand still? I'm not ready for the days to start shortening, gradual as is may be. It's scary because I want to stay happy. This past week has been a medical miracle, a blessing, and/or a stroke of luck; but like the solstice it may only be brief. Mood, like time, moves like the waves at the beaches -- which I might like to visit soon.
walking -- grains of sand
Brian’s prompt for this week, which I am once again trying to complete on Thursday, is “the good life.” It was nice to reflect on what makes a good life — a good life does not have to be an easy life. It was also a timely reminder that I already have many aspects of “the good life.” 🙂 At the end of each day, before going to sleep, I thank God for many things, every good thing that I can remember from the day — and most days I have a litany. This poem is also for DVerse and is a cinq-cinquain.
Breathe in: Salty sea air, Relaxing on the sand Feeling the sun as the waves break — Take breaks
Sometimes. Other times life Requires the daily grind, Work giving oneself a purpose, Reason
To wake Each new morning, Other than the coffee (Although that always is a plus For me) —
Even In Eden ere The first sin, Adam worked As a gardener helping all life To grow —
Reasons To face each day, A purpose found in life: Actions to take, imprints to leave, To love
I think having a doggy would make “the good life” even better. 🙂