Half the time I feel like yelling
HELP or
EMERGENCY
because the virus messes with your head after a while
even when you don’t – yourself personally – have the virus.
There is no “new normal” there’s just
Right Now, and it is an EMERGENCY
and I can’t fix it –
or fix me, or you –
or your ex-husband –
and I certainly can’t slow the progress of our father’s tragic decline.
On busy Clifton street
with the hum and spit of buses
someone at the “Ben Franklin school”
planted too many rose bushes –
thank God for that crazy gardener.
Now I’m walking in the park
near busy Clifton Street
among the weeds and pines and oaks.
I’m staying here, butterflies –
with you –
let the runners leave us behind.
You remind me
how to seek what is beautiful
and how to float ~
* * *
Xoxo
And to you my faithful friend…
Thank you. (For the poem but also for Sunday morning Jesus Jones.)
xoxo!
ahhhh, many thanks for the exhalation this morning. sometimes the only thing we can fix is our own respiration. it’s as good a place as any to begin. wishing you a peaceful Sunday, my friend.
I am still thinking about that MJ – “sometimes the only thing we can fix is our own respiration.” Thank you… xoxo
Sometimes flowers, trees and a good poem are al we need.
Thank you!
You’re so kind to be in touch, Nancy. Getting outside ALWAYS helps!! xoxo
So glad we are here to hear your roar. Wishing we could have some feisty dogs and a cocktail this evening. You are where you are needed and remember to take care of yourself DAILY!
Love you Lawrence!! Thank you for the encouragement!! xoxo
Love to you, Jennifer. It’s a sign of strength and hope and resilience that side-by-side with the urge to release a primal scream is the quiet wonder of observing butterflies and beauty. We have all been just where you are and feel less alone when you reflect it back to us.
You always help me feel less alone, dear Mary. xoxo
Thank you for your Sunday salute to my constant frame of mind.
LOVE the roses and the butterflies and Y-O-U!!
Oh Kaaren, thank you. You are such a dear and encouraging friend. Xoxo
Yes.
Xoxo
So good. Thanks
Xoxo
Much prefer the cerebral timelessness of your analysis and photos to my sense of being on a rollercoaster. And, Jesus Jones, great reminder that we will wake up from this time.
Thank you, dear Shelby ~ I am so ready to wake up ~ xoxo
Let’s all rise up and sing along with Jesus Jones and imagine that we’re all onstage together with those beautiful young people–the entire Bacon community! Your posts make me see a light at the end of this endless tunnel. xoxox
Dearest Beth ~ What an incredibly kind thing to say. And what an image!! Xoxo