Moment
After the Parade
I’m the moment
before, during and after that which
surrenders to me
and I surrender to it …
Dear Achy Regurgitated Moment,
You are residual
clutter in my head
that flaps rehashings,
propelling my momentum backwards
Dear Blissful Bygone Moment,
You are perpetual
ecstasy in my heart
that surfs evolution,
potentiating my integrity forwards
Dear Here Moment
You are habitual
presence in my path
that grounds being,
earthing my spirit now
Dear Anticipatory Moment
You are eventual
existence in wonder
that taunts palpitations,
seducing my dreams evermore
The Neverwas Moment
You are grim
stilettos of “if onlys”
that puncture promises,
disintegrating the anchors of hope
Dear Nil Moment
You are invisible
stirrings of possibility
that appoint silence,
arousing both annoyance and acceptance
I submitted this for the After the Parade Challenge. Thanks for reading, and for considering a clicked heart, comment, Pledge and Tip if you so choose. See more of my writing and info about me here: Jessica Amber Barnum
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Jessica Amber Barnum
I’m a teacher and creator of everything I love! To read and write is to be alive. To read and write with my students is to thrive. To read and write while riding a bike = "Book it on a bike." www.OmSideOfThings.com
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