I Saw Sunday Week 18
For I Saw Sunday Week 18
A Jumble of Images
Revisionist poetry that found
a dead woman dreaming of red shoes;
a musician playing to tall grasses.
David Cook singing, “When you find
you, come back to me,” startling
stillness and watery eyes.
My namesake, bent and so fragile,
bald eagles fishing, swooping, silent
and so sure. Parents final resting
place, hushed voices of two sisters
reaching for common ground.
Withdrawal of waiting,
and courage of far away friends,
some old, others new.
Moments of wonder found in a world
created by someone else’s words.
Solitude sought and found.
-I took only one picture this week.
My Aunt’s favorite small creature.