Poetry 4 April 11
Whew.. only the 4th day of poetry O-rama and my rhymin’ and jibbin’ is doing funny things with my brain this a.m. I’m thinking a little riff on being cranky… The Geez Girl has let the cranky flow a little lately. I’m of the mind that letting it go out to the Universe is a good thing. Holding on to the cranky builds up and makes for a sorry girl. That’s some GG wisdom to consider.
Just let it go.. Breathe in the goodness and blow the Cranky right out.. Do that again. Or…..
Maybe you first need to beat the crap outta a pillow or maybe scream in the shower, get the vileness up n’ out. Then do the peaceful thing of breathing in the goodness and blowing out the funk. Just saying…
Ode to Cranky
The drift of it is snow
white and heavy.
Dense, wet, too deep
It makes the distance to
the feel good on the other
side of it.
just over there.
You like to think you’re dressed
Crank ready and fierce.
Plowing through the density of it’s
The dry ice of life sticks hard
Vulnerability leaves you open
to feel it all.
Feel it you must,
to know the other side.
to the just over there
where spring greens and the seeds
of you wait to bloom again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ with love geezerGirl.