The future is far from my favorite topic, but that’s where we’re supposed to draw our inspiration from for Ronovan Writes’s Sijo prompt this week. I hate how far I am from where I thought I would be at this point… and at the same time, I think maybe my younger self was naïve. Not to mention, no one expected all the craziness of the past few years!
Married with 3 kids by 26, being a teacher,
Maybe even a published author — that obviously
Did not happen according to plan from hopeful 12-year-old Me.
It’s Tuesday evening, so you (might) know what that means: Sijo time! Our inspiration this week is high school, a time in my life that I actually really enjoyed — when I wasn’t struggling with crippling mental illness. 🙂 In addition, this day happens to mark 3 years since I graduated from college.
Graduated from college three years ago, I hardly know how, High school before that — I never expected either success Yet here I sit writing, a fountain which refuses to quit.
You all know by now that I am unendingly enthusiastic about writing. I also can’t get enough of cute baby animals, especially ducklings! Figured I’d share a picture from today. A friend rescued me and took me to go see them. ❤️ A world with ducklings in it isn’t all bad.
This new butterfly has the grace, of a drunk ballerina:
Suddenly finding wings attached to its back, fragile unfolding,
Twenty minutes of struggling – then comes the moment of flight
For Ronovan Writes’s Sijo challenge this week (as you can tell from the picture 🙂 ). This poem is not about our little chrysalis that has inspired 3+ poems already, but it’s based on the memory from a year or 2 ago of actually witnessing the beautiful “birth” of a butterfly — a butterfly butterfly-ing for the first time. ❤ Wasn’t going to share this tonight, but why not?