I Move From



Reverse Graffiti by Dutch Ink



I move from concrete to appreciate

Open mind, open hands, open

I fold my blankets - move them aside

Store them for the winter

I move from matter of fact to drawing myself outside of the pact

charcoal dust - fingers stained

I find the white of the untouched paper

Lower left hand, below the feet

I move from needing to believing

open heart, open soul, open

I fill mason jars with liquid- place in roots without dirt

Watch them bloom for the summer

Day 10 of the 30 Day Poetry Challenge for National Poetry Month is to use a line from a song as an epigraph to write a poem.  I didn't use a song.  I used reverse graffiti instead.  I haven't been listening to much music lately.  Shame on me.