Wednesday, May 23, 2012

a list to myself

Margo Roby's Tuesday Tryouts- "Self" 
a list to myself by Teri H Hoover




I am
this freshly paved path and somehow uneven
I am
the lift of birdsong winding through treetops
I am
the leaf falling away from the crowd
I am
the thought soaring alone, between beginnings
I am
as ornery as an old metal fence
I am
as obliging as stepping stones through a puddle
I am
the first rain drops on my cheek... telling me to put up my umbrella
I am
the pull on a dog's leash... this dog is quite sure there will be thunder
I am
the release of raindrops beginning to fall
I am
the grip of a hand on a tiny umbrella
I am
the song of the red-winged blackbird that makes me remember
I am
the color green after a summer rain that helps me forget
I am
walking home in the rain like the smell of honeysuckle
I am
forever the girl from long ago...running away
I am
older now and trying to return.


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