Monday, April 2, 2012

NaPoWriMo 2/30

Today is my youngest daughter, Dahlia's, birthday. Eleven years ago today, just after midnight, she was born, narrowly missing an April Fool's birthday.

Additions of large wood into creeks  is a driving force behind the health and complexity of forest-stream ecosystems. 

Force

I am undergoing certain change
the force of your being 
has affected 
infected
resurrected 
my mass times my acceleration
I am a rolling stone
potential transformed
a goddamn kinetic masterpiece.



2 comments:

  1. Incredible birth poem! The last line is a knock-out!

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  2. Yes! Thank you. I was a little worried about that last line, but decided to go for it.

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