Saturday, October 11, 2008

The Dance

Breathe...2...3...
Sigh...2...3...
Start Again

Once was a woman
wished that she wasn't
welcoming wisdom
through failure.

Up...2...3...
Down...2...3...
Begin

Mention the moment
it all came together:
It's All come apart!
He's fleeing the scene!

Left...2...3...
Right...2...3...
Rewind

Lost in the loss.
Absence of gravity.
No connectivity;
Living offline.

In...2...3...
Out...2...3...
Breathe

Fleeting fidelity,
Forced into maturity
What can the matter be?
Find a new tune.

Start...2...3...
End...2...3...
Begin.
Again.

6 comments:

Jack Petersen said...

Good stuff!

"Lost in the loss." I could think about that for awhile.

Hope you are keeping all of these for the book.

J.

Lefty Sloane said...

This was very intriguing. I could relate to everything you wrote. Thanks for sharing it.

Q said...

Thanks for your comment, Julie. It is both frightening and validating to think someone else could feel as I do.

Irene said...

Like you, I am beginning again. Keep breathing deeply, that's the most important thing...the rest will follow.

Les Akins said...

UPDATE?

Lefty Sloane said...

I hear it's your birthday!!!
Happy Birthday to you!