Today the frivolously warm blue sky wandered heedlessly outside my window at work. It reminded me of those old dames who show up on TV talk shows like Montel with daughters who complain that their mothers aren't acting their age. I watched the frothy terjectory of a few clouds for a moment, then became distracted by the confused birds who would take off as if leaving for a long journey only to sigh and return to sit on power lines.
I longed for the stillness that comes with a real winter. I longed to taste memories hung like suspended, silent snowflakes when the heavy gestures of falling leaves and shadows seem to stop.
I would taste for example...laying outide on a trampoline on one fall night, breathless because we were laughing and had been jumping...breathless because we watched the night stars and didn't know what the next year at college would bring....or I would remember how my mom let me stay home from school one day to do wild, crazy and girlie things together....laughing as she just pranced me into a casino even though I was only 16 just to play a round of slots...knowing even then as we sat out in the sun and she held my hand, I would never forget that day
Monday, December 11, 2006
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Oh wow Aida, i didn't know you were a poet - i think if i keep reading your blogs it'll help my vocabulary;) i'll remember to call you next time i need an editor! it was fun chillin' with you last night you crazy lady! ;)
haha...I'm not a poet. Next on your vocabulary list should be "chocolate martini." It's a wonderful combination of words that make every holiday party just a little more festive ;-).
what the... ok, never mind, but girl, do you mean TRAjectory?
what the... ok, never mind. but girl, don't you mean TRAjectory??
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