A George Gray Mood
You know how some people talk about being blue or having the red meanies or being in a black funk? Well, sometimes I feel a "restlessness and vague desire" that I can only think of as a George Gray Mood. If you have never read Spoon River Anthology by Edgar Lee Masters, pick up a copy and turn to the poem George Gray. If you click on the title of this post, it will take you to a copy of it online.
Lately this feeling I am talking about has changed slightly and I think I like the change.
I feel like a seedling
yearning to push
past the tension and weight of the soil.
I feel like a seedling
yearning for air.
I feel like a seedling
ready to shed
the brown earth for blue sky sunlight.
1 comment:
Come up to hte light, honey!
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