Stop and Start on a Dime
The radio disc jockey at Folk Alley talks of
damselfly and dragonfly ability to stop
mid-flight and hover.
He plays the lyric of Alex Bevan.
A hovering surprise
Right between the morning star
And this one fair sunrise
Caught in stopping time
Like you, my love, I find
A lovely thought that waits a moment
Then continues flying.”
A person comments on my flitting
from job to job.
I affirm to be taken seriously.
If I am not seen as an artist
how can I go on?
You, my love remind me insects flit
Flower to flower,
pollinate the garden.
and for a moment I am distracted
by my need to hover over you
All this encouragement
and commitment and still
I search want-ads as
my savings falls short of supporting my art.
For more information on this Free Write Fling.
3 words on how I feel about this post: worried, glad that it is coming out wanting to be a poem, afraid.