On my morning walk,
The trees with full, lush leaves
Block the sunlight on my usual route.
So I examine the hill;
The hill that in the snow
Has paralyzed the mailtruck-
I’ve witnessed it sliding sideways
impeded by the deceptive steepness.
The hill that has tired out many a school child
Late for the bus
And parent slogging behind them -
Is today my source of sunshine, my intention.
Toes straight ahead
Shoulders back
I slow my pace just a bit
Lengthen my steps
And breathe all the way to my stomach
Up and down - a few times,
Practicing adversity.
About this Blog
This is not a music blog, it's really a poetry blog - at least, that's my intention right now. But there's some reasoning behind the musical reference. When I think of dissonant chords, I think of musical experiences of tension or discomfort that sometimes leave one longing for resolution (but that certainly make things more interesting)! So that is the general theme for the poetry I'll post (at least right now, I will probably change things up as time goes on.) I realize poetry is a pretty subjective experience, so if you don't like what I post, that's fine with me. Feel free to leave comments as you like. I do have to warn you that many of my posts may be spiritual or religious in nature, so if that isn't a topic you are comfortable reading about, you may want to make a virtual U-turn. I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (Mormon), but the views expressed here are mine alone. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy the posts!
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