So, it’s nearly daylight savings time again!
How odd, moving our clocks around. It’s as if we’re making time so much more complicated than it needs to be! Besides, time doesn’t progress linearly; it’s more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey…stuff. (‘Like’ if you got that!)
However, whenever I hear the phrase ‘fall back’, an attempt to remind us which way to turn the clock (it doesn’t work for me), my mind runs off with me. I like to think of it as a time to ‘fall back’ to summer–remember the end of last year, the beginning of the warm weather and adventures that were had. It’s almost like a buffer, helping me make it through the winter just so that I can experience early summer again.
I don’t know about you, but my favorite part of summer is the fireflies! I recently met someone who had never seen a firefly before, due to where they lived. *Sniff* so sad…but it got me thinking about it and I flipped back through my notebook to some mumbo-jumbo I had scribbled down and abandoned sometime in June. Here it is, all clean and fresh and edited just for you!
We were the ones
who saw the stars for what they were
and brought them down—
relaying them from the cradles of our palms
into old glass mason jars,
as the night sky we had claimed as our own
glimmered and flashed
just for us.
But who are these newcomers?
Who are these numbed ones?
Content to remain within a prison,
and let the lights outside
with no wondering eyes upon them.
They have killed us—
we are gone.
(c) 2012 Marie KR
Aaaaand a bonus poem, just ’cause I feel like it!
In place of my morning coffee,
today I waited for sunrise
and dipped myself a thermos of gold.
With the lid back on,
I cannot see its light,
but the pulse of heat warms my clasping hands
and I know that inside
the life steams golden
and waiting to widen my dozy eyes.
(c) 2012 Marie KR