Arkabutla

The water ripples, wakes my mind
Diving through the jumbled vine
Soft embers still glowing, warmth
Subtle climbing, disappearing through the trees
Arm under head
Inhaling fresh, new breath
Not yet
Not ready
Cocooned content
Songs of life echo off the hills
Friction
Sparking
Roaring
My soul smiling back
allowing me to drift… for just a moment longer.

So I decided I needed to try to be more creative in my mind, challenging myself to try new things. Once I write something like this down I feel very vulnerable sharing it. You could think I am completely stupid. I am not overly affected if you do...but a little:). It is a bit scary to post something to be viewed by so many people. Completely different from writing blog posts...this is actually "trying" to create something...rather than just blurbing quickly about life...like I usually do. Although I did write this quickly with limited editing just to see what I had...I believe everyone has a poem waiting inside..try it...just quickly jot out a few lines...I think it is fun...but that could just be me:)

I am not phishing for you to tell me things that are not true...but I am wondering what you think when you read this...what imagery is conjured in your mind? Can you take a moment and post...indulge me. What do you think this poem is about? I want to see how close some people come...and how different of an experience this might be for a reader than the actual experience was for me. Thanks in advance for participating with me! Please! :)