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Tag Archives: Change
Day 254: Overturned Overture
No idea where this came from but I think I like it.
Overturned Overture
Day 229: Rhopalocera
Made it through my first week at my new job. So far everything is promising! I’m definitely not “flying” yet but I’m getting there. Any transition period is always tough.
Rhopalocera
Day 140: When the Apex Fell
Still feeling the dinosaur vibe. Love the idea of making a collection of dinosaur poetry. We’ll see if that happens.
Thinking about the power of those creatures and how different the world was to sustain them. We used to have so much oxygen on the planet that it would actually kill us if we tried to breathe it. It allowed for wildly different growth. Consider dragon flies large enough to swoop by and snap your head off. And then the things that ate them. And the things that are them…just what was it like at the top of that particular food chain?
When the Alex Fell
Day 186: Mountain Rising
Some days you have to climb a mountain. Sometimes the mountain is bigger than expected. Sometimes the mountain gets bigger even while you’re climbing it. It still needs to be climbed, so the best thing to do is grin and find the joy. We’re mountain climbers, after all.
Mountain Rising
Day 109: Untitled
Another one with no title. Just a little self-expression with some hope. I think we all need poems like this sometimes.
Untitled
Day 51: A Climax Approaches
Feeling better today! Not 100% yet, but still better–hence the double posting.
I was thinking today about goals, deadlines, and the inevitable transformative processes that occur throughout our lives. When do they happen? When does change actually occur within us and upon our lives in a meaningful and significant way? How do we rise to meet these changes, or not as the case may be?
My father is fond of saying that good luck is simply preparation meeting opportunity. I like this idea. I like the notion of creating our own opportunities. Being sick has made me feel like my aim is off regarding the opportunities I’ve been trying to prepare for. I was struck today by a sudden and intense sensation that change is soon to be upon me, that all that I’ve worked for is soon to reach a point of climax. Can any of us ever really be prepared for that?
A Climax Approaches
The Everyday Poet 