A warm, spring-like day with a glaring winter's sun....
Posting these "Photo A Day Challenges" is fun, but it's hard NOT to create a proper post. A single photo seems so....hmmmmm ~ empty, I think.
Just by coincidence, I was thumbing through one of my old poetry journals and came across this ridiculous and over dramatic poem I wrote in my senior year of high school. Wouldn't you know...the poem is about the sun. Well, in my mind it was about the sun. I guess it could be about anything to anyone. It's a funny little poem and I suppose I'll share it here, as it seems to be fitting for today's photo challenge...(it's okay if you laugh, I laughed at it too).
To Fall Softly
...and with a heat and a flame orange, it lingers,
wrapped in rags and waiting to be engraved in your skin.
Save some for ...
I will save it for later.
To squeeze on the shoulders
what you want.
Shoulders to ride upon
with heavy legs
white sand in which
to fall softly.
I know, I know...can you get any more dramatic and pretentious? I was an odd sort of teenager, I suppose. But, keeping a journal with me at all times was something that came natural. I suppose it must have helped me somehow, along the way. If nothing else, it's fun to look back.
Thanks for looking back with me
Until Next Time:
Gerusha's New World (The Secret Poet)