Shine

Sorry, still in the works but I keep losing my stuff switching computers…feel free to leave suggestions for improvement in the comments section.

Shine (May 10th, 2009)
Sidewalk sky no sun-bright spot,
Even the svelte and flexible co-eds in their short and slinky dresses
seemed dim
but the Carolina blue of the cap and gowners shone

My oldest child, son, who as a toddler looked like a frowzy seeded dandelion,
Floating white hair like a halo and who ran a certain way
that was instantly recognizable on a baseball or
football field, floated incognito in the blue flourescence.
finally we saw him. Parents, grandparents, all fat with pride.

They did not call his name. They did not call anyone’s name
who was not famous. But this group of kids was surging and rising in their
Great wave of billowing sateen toward the uncertainty
of financial crisis
And record breaking unemployment
and war overseas. Still the crowd
of them heaved and rolled, the only brightness in that gray day.

Some of us looked down and felt nothing but pride.
Some of us looked up and thought their future looked like the sky.
Some of us looked at the kids and were blinded by their shine.

Copyright
Bettina Colonna Essert

Written in memory of Randall’s commencement, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.

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About Blue Eagle Dreamer

Shamanic High Priestess and facilitator of empowerment and healing circles for girls and women, including a monthly Red Tent Temple. BA in English, minor in anthropology. Waldorf homeschool mom. Reiki master, cranial sacral therapist, herbalist, menstruvist, feminist, epicurian.
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2 Responses to Shine

  1. Terry says:

    I love frowsy seeded dandelion.

  2. Cerwydwyn says:

    LOL, thanks. It’s really all over the place, isn’t it? I like the part about the co eds but think it’s because it sounds like Neruda. Someday I’ll fix it and it will make sense and sound good =)

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