reachable
After Ron Martin and I exchanged Facebook comments on the nature of beauty and the merits (or lack thereof) of ‘enhancing’ images, I visited his profile page where I found a delightful illustration that immediately caused a poem to compose itself in my head.
Funny how that happens.
Here’s the poem:
reachable
by susan © 2023
Listen here (recommended):
Read here:
one day, daddy,
i will reach
the stars, the moon,
a distant beach
but while i’m closer
to the floor,
i’ll practice on
the bedroom door
© 2023 Susan Macaulay. I invite you to share my poetry and posts widely, but please do not reprint, reblog or copy and paste them in their entirety without my permission. Thank you.
