Stones

This is the winter of my life—
cold, vacant, sad.
All those words that describe
emptiness
sitting alongside
something otherwise beautiful,
otherwise full of obligations
I don’t mind.
But I keep finding stones
that asked to be picked up
and carried
in the pocket of my heart
and it’s hard to say no
to their beauty, their form,
to the way they feel inside my hand—
but they are accumulating
like snow drifting into my door
making it impossible
to leave, to exchange them
for something lighter, like love.

 

 

 

 

 

DeMaris
2-2-19

Published by demarisgaunt

I currently live in Greenwood, Indiana. I love to listen to music, books on CD, podcasts or NPR as I work in my studio.  My favorite artists are Andrew Wyeth and Edward Hopper. I love poetry, but only the good stuff that isn’t so abstract I can’t understand it. Abstraction better lends itself to visual art, I think. Stephen Dunn is my favorite poet. He’s said just about anything that can be said about the inner workings of the heart and mind. My favorite novel is Atonement by Ian McEwan. My all time favorite band is The Cure. I love science, and anything that relates to how the mind works. I don’t believe in the supernatural. If I could meet anyone in the world, it would be Richard Dawkins or Steven Pinker. If you don’t buy my art or read my poetry, buy one of their books. It will enrich if not change your life.  My favorite things to do are hiking, kayaking and camping. My favorite food is so common, I’ll keep you in suspense (It starts with a P). I prefer chocolate to vanilla. Green is my favorite color. I have an aversion to planning or scheduling of any kind, and I live for spontaneous adventures! Telephone conversations make me anxious, and I avoid them at almost all cost. I had a happy childhood. I’m having a pretty fantastic adulthood. I have every intention of seeing my 100th birthday, after which I will happily relinquish my guts to the future of medicine. Cheers! ~DeMaris

One thought on “Stones

  1. I think I’d like to have a drink with you again. Much was shared and much was learned. But I would like to learn more. And perhaps pursue another creative idea or two. I greatly appreciate your words. Words are important. Each one. Each has a nuance, but you really need to *read* each word…to see how saying each word affects the other words and how it all affects *you* in that moment. Love is the same. Physical and emotional. (It’s Valentine’s Day and, regardless of your views on a made-up holiday, it does make one think of love.) I’m reminded a bit today of the adjusting of ropes and positioning of hair. It’s like words. How we react to such things can change from day to day based on our experiences and interactions. Touch…its intent and purpose… Memories. But we can each interpret and react to such things in different ways. Anyway, I love your words and I’m glad to have a bit of insight into some of them. And I hope to learn more.

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