It started the morning I decided to visit Muddy Waters (Coffee House) in Burlington, Vermont. I was told by the locals that if I was looking for a quiet place to write and enjoy a good cup of java, this was the place. I entered into a few different level rooms containing booths, cozy benches and chairs. After ordering an Iced Machiatto, I settled into a nice corner bench adjacent to a bookshelf. It was quiet, the perfect seat to get some reading done. My reason for spending a quiet morning here was to work through a few more chapters in The Artist's Way. (Julia Cameron's ~ Guide to Inspire Artists). Upon looking around, I noticed that there was a small, rolled up piece of paper tucked away in the brick wall behind me. At first, I was not sure whether to take it out and read it, or not. Perhaps I have seen too many "Candid - Punked" like shows, and someone was watching my every move. Pushing these paranoid thoughts aside, I reached over, read it and I was elated...
Hi Kristine-
ReplyDeleteI liked your poem. In simply expressed words, you've expressed what we need to do in order to move forward; allowing the past to fade, remembering the lessons we've accumulated over a lifetime.
Letting go of the past is not always so easy.
Looking to the future, I'm pretty sure I know where I want to go.
The trick is what path will get me there, as I oftentimes have a terrible sense of direction !
Elizabeth
Hi Elizabeth ~ Always so great to hear from you ~ Moving forward is so important ~ The past always seems to creep in a little ~ Learning to stop this from happening. The future is bright!
ReplyDeleteKristine I always enjoy your poems, so warm and intimate, yet always speak of something we all can relate to. (I have a problem expressing my feelings in English, it's different than speaking about "ordinary" things, sorry.) I love this one! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Sonja - This is brand new - I just finished it last week - Glad you enjoyed it - Sometimes the past creeps in, but we need to continue to move forward ... So glad you are home ... You were missed :)
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