3.20.18 My Paper Pretend Reality

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Tonight my son gave me an acorn, and told me it was a kiss.  Here, it is not yet Spring, and so this tells me he has held onto this “kiss” for a time – just waiting to pass it along when the right moment came. In my heart full of opinions, it was perfect timing, because as the Peter Pan inspired gift reminded me … I think I’d like to escape this world for a bit, and live in pages for awhile. I hope you’ll share your stories with me, and our chapters will meet in the middle.

Elle

My Paper Pretend, Reality

I want to live in pages for awhile,

between the safety of clever beginnings

and tied-with-a-bow endings

not stuck in a plot line

that feels more like it’s spinning than rising

toward a climax I can neither see

nor predict
I want to live in pages for awhile,

where I can be the hero –

without being judged for my strength

or the damsel –

without being judged for my weakness

needing

and needed just the same

I want to live in pages for awhile,

and dwell in the possibility

that decisions have more to do with heart,

than logic

In a place where there is always time for the edge of a romance,

the curl of a mystery,

where adventure is never further

than a few precious lines away

I want to live in pages for awhile

where the strength of my spine

is defined by the words cast upon it

and yet safely,

tucked and protected within,

I’ll never hear anyone judging my book

by its cover

because I’ll be too busy living my life

on the inside

to care

I want to live in pages for awhile

so that just for a moment …

to appease the sensitive yet strong-willed character I’m sure to be –

Once upon a time,

someday,

and even happily ever after

have to exist

Simply because I wish it

as it is my imagination that requires tending to

The only question remains …

will you come with me?

 

Elle

4 thoughts on “3.20.18 My Paper Pretend Reality

  1. Oh, Elle! This will forever be one of my favourite poems.

    “I want to live in pages for awhile

    where the strength of my spine

    is defined by the words cast upon it

    and yet safely,

    tucked and protected within,

    I’ll never hear anyone judging my book

    by its cover

    because I’ll be too busy living my life

    on the inside

    to care”

    You have expressed so perfectly what so many of us can relate to and where we all want to be. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

  2. What a beautiful post, all of your ‘Paper Pretend Reality’ and a loving reminder that everything created begins with ‘pretend realities’ … ideas, inspirations, and a knowing somewhere inside that says, ‘I’ll figure it out.’ You and your words inspire and uplift all of our wings a little more. We all need paper pretend realities … that become real, as real as that ‘kiss’ from your little boy. Thank you.

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