New World

I used to write a lot of poems / short stories. I want to do that more. So I'll start by sharing one I wrote following the weirdest year of everyone's lives.

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new world

i've come out the other side,
apprehension waning,
gratitude on tap.

what good fortune to be here.

the spring winds rustle my hair,
feels like an old friend,
one of the many I've missed.

the best comfort around.

vaccines and hugs are available,
both are free,
both stir my insides.

in the best possible way.

i'm still unsure of lots of things,
but i'll get my footing,
kick cans further down the road.

cans clinking with glee.

the ocean is my constant,
a place to anchor,
learn to ebb and flow.

she dances in the moonlight.

i felt strength in my morning run,
in tune with my body,
heart pounding the pavement.

filled with enduring grace.

i'm just so glad to be here,
in spite of the difficulties to face,
the spring winds lift the weight.

how could i ever contain this joy?

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Written May 23, 2021 at 5:17PM