Savoring... (Word Count = 49,047)

I'm stopping on the edge of 50K because as I sit here in the early AM I can't help but think of where I was when I hit 50K last year. I was on the edge of a life altering experience and I could feel it coming on. I just could not sit here and get to 50K all by myself. It hurts too much. I was not expecting this. I guess in someways it is good that I did not get there at the write-in last night...I would have burst into tears. No one needs to see that.

I wrote earlier about a poem that I wrote on Wednesday...it just sort of flowed out like flooding waters. I couldn't stop it. I was at work and it just sort of fell out of my fingertips. I have never been much of a person for poetry...but I have been reading a lot of Linda Pastan lately. I love her stuff...I will have to post some at some point. She has this amazing ability to put words to feelings that have no one word to describe. I guess that is the point of poetry.

I always shied away from it because of a traumatic high school experience where I was just horridly wrong at interpreting poems and it was all sort of traumatizing. Plus I had gone from creative writing teachers who were so encouraging about my writing to someone who just didn't like my stuff. Anyway...I wonder what grade I would have received for the below. Without further dithering of words and emotions...

The Wispy Wallows

The wispy wallows used to follow but now they wrap around
Before I worried about them coming
Now I bask in their surrounding

The wispy wallows used to follow but now they wrap around
Before I quaked in fear of disappointing
Now I relish in the failing

The wispy wallows used to follow but now they wrap around
Before I wished in hope for change
Now I see value in the struggle

The wispy wallows used to follow but now they wrap around
I savor the remembering...