Where the saguaros gave way
to ponderosas in a clearing
in the Coconino,
it reminded me of that trip we took
to Yellowstone,
how we hung lights in the pines
around our camp—
the lights, and us,
glowing back at the open sky.
And I thought for a long time
about how everything shifts,
one way or another.
If ever any day was perfect,
it was that one,
and this one, too, almost.
Only thing missing
was you.
NaPoWriMo: Write a poem titled “Wish You Were Here”
taking inspiration from the idea of a postcard (travel, distance, sightseeing,
etc.).
National Poetry Month Day 7
Beautiful and sad. A very stirring poem, lovely.
ReplyDeleteIt's a true blessing, even in memory--or maybe especially in memory--to have a day like this to look back upon. The lights did it for me in this one.
ReplyDeleteBtw I started "Constellation" and couldn't stop. I spent the whole day into the evening binge watching the entire thing! (There is no adult here to set limits. Ha!) Thanks for telling me about it.
Jennifer, I really love this poem - so creative and atmospheric and heart-warming
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