Photo: Cell phone and juice box, Guatemala village kindergarten, April 2011.
Prompt from Poetic Asides: After leaving here poem
Endless Possibilities
How I will remake my self
after leaving here, so many
options and choices have
always been a hurdle. I could
remake myself in human form,
another life in another place
and time, or perhaps live
as a spirit on the winds of
possibilities, sampling this
dimension and that, wondering
without staying. Maybe I will
be some writer's muse, or
kind spirit who visits when
comfort is needed or joy needs
sharing. Right now I like the
sound of a safe quiet place,
just resting in an angel's pocket
where I can just be, not
worry about doing anything.
4 comments:
Peggy, this is so you, you always have such a different take on things and I think this is a brilliant poem!
Resting in an angel's pocket sounds absolutely heavenly, Peggy!
This was a fun journey through your imagination, Peggy
Ah, I felt my body tense thinking of possibilities you present, Peggy, then totally relax when I read "resting in an angels pocket". What a beautiful, peaceful scene that presents.
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