quite the day...and another poem
I have so much I want to say about ArtFest...I am getting to it, I promise...
Today has been a day full of work and catching up but also a really scary moment. This morning, Jon and I took Kelly to the airport (we really had the most wonderful time together, Kelly and me; I can't wait to put all my thoughts and emotions into words soon). Driving home from the airport, we were quite startled by the sudden shattering of the driver's side window. We were on the highway traveling somewhere between 60 and 70 miles per hour when this bang of shattered glass fell on Jon. He was cool as can be though and just kept driving, not swerving even a bit. After we determined he was not hurt (and confirming that neither one of us had been shot because that was truly the first thing both of us thought), we went home to clean the glass off Jon and get the other car and then were off to Speedy Glass for repairs. It took me about two hours to breathe normally though.
So editing some education courses today was a welcome distraction from that crazy morning. And, as I said in a comment to my new dear friend Judy, though my head was filled wtih business math and criminology today, my heart is full of joy that is ArtFest.
Another poem inspired by Susan's poemcrazy class and Poetry Thursday's daily prompts in April (today's was spiral):
I am arching toward blue
I am atop the weeping willow
I am the ease of laughter through an open window
I am the space between the sun and the sound
I am inside the spiraled pink petals
I am beneath the dusting of dew
I am the balance of grief and spring
I am the crystallized truth
I am hidden
I am light
I am breath
I am burning
. i series ., poetry, this is me
Reader Comments (11)
I had that happen to me once, with the car window - it is quite scary! I think the glass gets a tiny chip in it and then suddenly the tension becomes too much and it shatters.
Writing a poem a day is hard - good for you, you are one up on me so far :)
I can't wait to hear more about art fest.
I am thrilled you had a good time.
The poem is delicate and beautiful.
XO
OMG! Do you know what the problem with the glass was? How scary! And kudos to John. I would've been all over the road!
That happened to me one time too. I shook for hours afterward. Our first thought was that we'd been shot at and we drove straight to the police station. No evidence of that, no rocks, nothing. I'm so glad you're both okay. Jon must have nerves of steel.
Oh, Liz, I am covered with goosebumps at the beauty of your poetry. What a gift you have to convey so much emotion with words.
another fabulous one lizzie! wow, wow, wow! i'm so glad you and jon are okay...very scary!
I definitely wouldn't have made it so calmly either with the window thing...unbelievable. Maybe we all should start walking everywhere again? Your poem was incandescent.
Love,
D.
I can hardly wait to hear more. I saw your picture on Judy's blog--such fun!
I'm glad you and your husband are ok! Man, that would have freaked me out!
"I am the space between the sun and the sound" - I like it but can't explain it, which isn't a bad thing with a poem...
I love the poem! I'm going to keep it nearby to read it over and over! Artfest sounds amazing!