1.28.2016

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Funny
how evolution works
moments slip past
mostly unobserved
but for a handful of sunrises
clever utterings of children
unforgiven slights
and random indignities
held closer than successes
Quipping about
how every Beautiful Thing
calls bastards to shit on it
letting wonder fade
accomplishments recede
like a coveted beach rock
in shifting tide
or an algebra problem
not quite grasped
Entirely heady
barely comprehended
except at Fortune’s peaks
seems lucidity
thrives at high altitudes
from here the view is spectacular
finally noticing
how the kids have grown
god they’re not babies anymore
Peculiar
how air is better here
for breathing


For the Thin Spiral Notebook 100 Word Challenge: PECULIAR
Posted by Marian at 5:29 PM
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19 comments:

  1. TL RobertsJanuary 28, 2016 at 5:41 PM

    You stun me with your poems.

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  2. KirJanuary 28, 2016 at 5:44 PM

    Wiping tears...
    Oh yes, the air here.

    Xo

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  3. Sherry Blue SkyJanuary 28, 2016 at 6:47 PM

    In the jumble of moments, activities, rush, one does note the golden moments that we remember looking back......oh, they are growing so fast. You would not believe how swiftly it all goes. Hold them close, kiddo.

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  4. grapelingJanuary 28, 2016 at 11:28 PM

    yes, yes it is ~

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  5. Brother OllieJanuary 29, 2016 at 6:06 AM

    It'll be nice when the bastards leave beauty alone! What a world we traverse. Authentic gritty work.

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  6. GinaJanuary 29, 2016 at 10:45 AM

    I love poems and THIS!

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  7. Buddah MoskowitzJanuary 29, 2016 at 11:07 AM

    I love the inner monologue of this. It is a rewarding read.

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  8. AnonymousJanuary 29, 2016 at 12:36 PM

    For reasons different, I truly love this piece Marian - blast your gift!

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  9. TMWHickmanJanuary 29, 2016 at 9:14 PM

    I loved this so much, but it made me a little sad.

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  10. Thomas Charles MacInnesJanuary 29, 2016 at 9:16 PM

    Wow! And, wow again! My first loved is just entering puberty.....how the heck did that happen!? Time does fly by far too quickly. Thanks for expressing that with such grace and skill.

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  11. Ruby ManchandaJanuary 29, 2016 at 11:08 PM

    Wonderful

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  12. kymmJanuary 30, 2016 at 8:34 PM

    What an ode to the passage of time. My eldest is off across an ocean, and I swear she was still in diapers just the other day!
    Good to meet you, Marian!

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  13. randomrantsJanuary 30, 2016 at 9:41 PM

    I remember.
    And now this is the grandchildren. All over again.
    just sighs.

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  14. melissaJanuary 30, 2016 at 9:56 PM

    you. your words. awesomeness!

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  15. JoeJanuary 30, 2016 at 9:59 PM

    Moved, in the span of 100 words and who knows how many years. Thanks for this.

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  16. UnknownJanuary 31, 2016 at 12:26 AM

    Beautiful.. submit it, anywhere, everywhere. It's wonderful.

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  17. Ally January 31, 2016 at 6:47 AM

    Love it. Ally

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  18. AnonymousFebruary 2, 2016 at 7:33 AM

    Such a beautiful piece. Love!

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  19. RommyFebruary 2, 2016 at 11:49 AM

    Beautiful. The imagery floats in and out on waves. You really get the almost haunted feeling that nostalgia can evoke with this one.

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