I wrote this poem during NaPoWriMo 2012 (original post here) and decided to do a reading / video for it. Somehow on export, the video and sound shifted a little. I think it still works fine but might update it later, it’s too late tonight though.
Update: Video took a long time to load then kicked out with an error last night… so it’s now uploaded this morning
Enjoy!
Sitting
Sitting
At the top of this hill
Leaning back against a tree
Hardly registering the roughness
Bark ridges making creases in my shirt
Little dents in my back
The sun drifts slowly down
Through a hazy, lazy afternoon
Spreading magnificent colors
Into the late evening sky
The breeze blows softly
Gently rustling the leaves in the tree
The bulk of which is blocking all but a few
Of the breezy finger tips that tickle my neck
Giving chase to the goose bumps
Running down my spine
Unaware
Hair being disheveled
Collar tips flipping up, down
A failed effort to lift me from where I sit
Transport me somewhere
Struggling in vain
Unaware
Stars kick off their covers
And one by one begin their dance
Across the evening sky
Shining, twirling, moving in rhythm
Shifting, sliding, gliding through
As tides change course again
Clouds, white, light and thin
Shift in and out
Closing and opening their curtain
As dancing scenes change
On the star-studded stage
The wind shifts
And the salty sea
Reaching up the hill
Caresses my face
Collar wings stilled
Arms fold over knees
In warming self embrace
I look out over the waves
and wonder, are you
Sitting?
Stephen Kellogg – 2012
As always, feedback / comments appreciated.
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