We Begin Again

Thoughts of driving back up to school. A poem about what a new school year feels like.

Rails pass, whirring by

perpendicular posts repeating.

Miles of green and golden

corn fields blend an abstract

masterpiece of perpetual serenity.

 

The few light clouds in the acrylic

blue sky fill my head with one deep breath.

Reaching the precipice of my inhale,

Heavy stone and ice flip my heart.

Once, twice it slips, slides down

 

to settle with all other thoughts

of avalanche, thunderstorms.

 

Spirals of seashells,

heights of the highlands,

values against values.

Only when they meet new values,

do we begin again.

Author's Note

please let me know what you think. good or bad

Reviews

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

awesome vocabulary abd analogies! Its really unique and has a really different flavor than what you usually read :-)

[Mia]

"to settle with all other thoughts
of avalanche, thunderstorms."

I love that part!

[Cherrie Palmer]

The greatest thing about beginning again is it lasts a lifetime.

[Yana Aqua]

Excellent. I loved the imagery and alliteration in the first stanza, particularly: "perpendicular posts repeating."

Nice piece of work; keep writing.