Atmospheres
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Friday, May 18, 2012
I was one of the wow-people,
When young!
Well, more like ‘o-wow’
even now, Unyounged.
I was tempered by my decade,
Lovingly teenaged
In the 70’s.
(that would be 1970’s)
I was an aby-normal ‘huh-what’ person
In that past. Yet,
Always more like ‘why’d you climb a tree
To see a robin’s egg?’
The same as now.
It was the atmosphere, you see?
Each/them has its own time, essentially.
Atmospheres rock! While
Rediscovering.. Life! While mostly,
Pale blue eggs in a young pine tree
Recreates, in bruises and laughs,
Everything I’ve ever wanted...
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 5/18/12
Mark Walters
Ron
what a blast *Erin* child like or
all grown up...pleasing!!!!
Lady Vivian
fee
no curiosity at all? Love it!
Always,
Deborah