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Jan 21
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Stargirl

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She told us to write about the beach.
7 minutes.
but only if we wanted to.
She said to look at the board and
use the sun glazed sand and water as inspiration.
But only if it inspired us.
I do have a connection to that picture.
it does mean something to me.
But what it stands for and what it could be
are two different things.
My mind keeps wandering back to lilacs
and the thought of spring.
Being in my grandfather's gardens
it took him 50 years to build.
I'm wandering down a city avenue
watching as buildings attack the sky
and little kids blow bubbles.
She said we could wriet about the beach.
For 7 minutes.
My mind is anywhere but there.
Stepping stones under beech trees, 
think I fell in the creek on purpose.
I'm supposed to think about the beach.


 
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Posted: 01.21.22
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  1. ShanRippWriting
    Jan 22, 2022

    I absolutely love the lines "Stepping stones under beech trees/think I fell in the creek on purpose." You say so much here and it's delightful. I also love the shift in the poem "My mind keeps wandering back to lilacs/
    and the thought of spring."

    Shannon Ripp

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  1. Stargirl
    Jan 23, 2022

    Thank you so much, so glad you liked it :))

    ( I think I made you up inside my head )

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