a few truths

My writing group started back up....

Inspired by the poem "Mona" by Geri Digiorno
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There were things she loved beside herself
Like red coats and red boots high up on her leg
She loved eating out better than cooking at home ~ she appreciated someone else cleaning up the mess along with cooking the meal she'd never do herself

She loved the way the waves crashed at the ocean edge
She loved the spray that would hit her face
The smile that would instantly spill across her

There were things she loved beside herself
Like movies at midnight, wine chilled in her glass at night
The fur covered slippers she'd flop around in after getting home

There were other things she loved
Like traveling to far off places, the way the sun felt different on her skin anywhere else other than home

She loved books that spoke the sad truths

She loved the laughter of children and the pure innocence that shined on their faces

She loved connections that came immediatly after sitting down over a drink of any sort

She loved the looks from the men at the coffee shop in the morning ~ didn't matter how old they were

There were things she loved beside herself
Like being free to roam the city streets day or night or lighting a cigarette any ol time

She loved pizza at a dive bar in Wisconsin with a pint of beer more than almost anything else

She loved dancing alone to music so loud no one could hear themselves

She loved back rubs and fingers through her hair

She loved the touch to her face that meant "yes, I'm here"

She love the photographs that came through as such a surprise

She loved to see emails from her, her and her

She loved being part of a team but also craved the alone-ness

She loved caramel apples and soft serve ice cream at Fisherman's Wharf

She loved salads with apples and walnuts

She loved bowl, bowls and more bowls

She loved having a fresh mani/pedi and wearing flip flops

She loved the way the weight came off without much doing

She loved the allergy pills that don't let her crave

There were things she loved beside herself
Like drinks at a tiki bar down the street

She loved crisp bright days spent in a park

She loved walking in museums and self portraits in bathrooms

She loved comfy sweaters and wooly socks

She loved red lipstick and charcoal eyes

She loved oatmeal and blueberries with a touch of sweet honey

She love the nightly routine of a book read

She loved her sitting in her lap and the warmth surrounding them

She loved small hugs and kisses on her cheek

She loved the sound of "love you"

She loved nourishing baths at night and meditative showers in the morning

most of all she loved....

Posted by stef at January 18, 2007 09:45 PM