[POEM] You together

It’s just that
I’m not as interesting as they were
Watercolors, sketches, yarn draping over the bed sheets,
moleskins full of lines, scribbled in dark pen.
I’ve never lived in a big city
I don’t brood in dark corners with
(pen, paint brush, knitting needle) in hand
Crafting yet more beauty for you
To write about
I’m not an artist
I don’t affect change
My creativity extends to arranging text and graphics on a presentation slide.

So forgive me when I get lost
In archived months of writing
Call it what you will
It’s a diary of the days spent
With people of your past
The artists and lovers and dreamers
You and [person’s name]
Being philosophical, creative, deep,

You being, yet again, the force that shows others how to live more
Philosophically, creatively, deeply.
It’s no wonder they all fall
Why I read despite knowing I shouldn’t
We are captivated by your beauty.

It’s just that.
Forgive me.

April 18, 2014
Bellefonte, PA


About Gina Marie Thompson

writer • mom • trail runner • cheese slinger • educator • social justice crusader • seeker of love & beauty• living locally • I CHOOSE LOVE ❤️
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