I’m
a list maker; jotter-downer-of-words, thoughts and tons of to-dos.
They’re
written by hand, put in my phone and typed into documents on my computer. I use
lists to keep myself organized, to remember fleeting ideas to be revisited for
whatever reason. Sometimes there is no
reason, I merely liked the phrase.
You
might say that lists are my muse. This
is especially true when I use writing a list to excite my writing. Usually those lists are merely words that
fall under some sort of heading like “things that are orange” or “things that
start with the letter Y.”
A
few days ago, I was reading back through an old journal and I came on a list
entitled, “things that are opening.” The
way it flowed was almost poetic. It had
an interesting cadence.
I
wanted to edit the list completely, but somehow the raw, not completely refined
version seems better … just left open …
my eyes, my heart, new stores
and restaurants
flower
buds and doors while walking in and windows lifted up
a
book and flowy curtains or an opening act
nuts
for hungry squirrels and Venus fly traps reaching for prey
clams and
oysters pop open on the grill
and a break in the clouds let
sun stream down
arms
to give a hug and mouths imbibing in a drink
camera shutters
open and shut, as does a day at sunrise and sunset
petals
unfurl, like hands playing a game of open them, shut them
blinking eyes and baby birds awaiting
a worm
draw bridges
being raised for passing ships and fish gates for passing water life
hatching
chicks peck their way out of the eggshell
a seedling sprout opens to the
world above
Just
a list … jotted down –
Missy
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I like this in it's raw form. Glad you decided to leave it that way. :) Have a wonderfilled weekend.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Marlene. Something are better left undone. Have a great weekend, too! How's your yard coming?
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