On Climbing a Pinetree on My 38th Birthday

[_Shannon_]

To go beyond
and through
and up into.
To be covered
in scratches
and clumps
of sticky sap.
To see fireflies
higher
than I knew
they could fly.
To look down
on the streetlight
in flat imitation
of the moon.
To hear layers
of sound-
bullfrogs and
lonely night birds.
To feel rough bark
on bare thighs-
pulsing energy
of life and growth.
To be immersed
in the now
in urgency
as all there is.
To be alive
fully
to stretch beyond
who I was before.

6/11/2012

[Bar22do]

Happy Birthday Shanon, good to read you a gain! a beautiful vignette, this one, not one word too much or too little, and a great sincerity through! Enjoyed a lot!

[Jerrybaldy]

Happy Birthday!! I was immediately attracted to your poems title as I had a day off for my birthday about 3 years ago and thought I would go find a tree I used to climb regularly as a teenager and had put my initials in the top of the trunk in 6 inch nails. When the time came it was raining and I pictured my unteenager self in wet clothes in the middle of nowhere clinging to a tree trunk in some wierd yoga position trying to get to the tricky third bough. I decided to stay home and watch day time tv. Shoot me, shoot me now. Enjoyed this very much Shannon.
cheers
JB

[Jack of Hearts]

Hey lady! We can see up your dress!

Good one, Shannon.


To see fireflies
higher
than I knew
they could fly.
To look down
on the streetlight
in flat imitation
of the moon.
To hear layers
of sound-
bullfrogs and
lonely night birds.
To feel rough bark
on bare thighs-
pulsing energy
of life and growth.

Went to pick these out as favorite parts, and then realized that this is most of the poem. Haha. Happy birthday!








J

[hallaig]

To look down
on the streetlight
in flat imitation
of the moon.

To be alive
fully
to stretch beyond
who I was before.



Really lovely the core of this.

[_Shannon_]

Hey lady! We can see up your dress!

Good one, Shannon.



Went to pick these out as favorite parts, and then realized that this is most of the poem. Haha. Happy birthday!








J
Bwahaha! I was TOTALLY wearing a skirt. Which afterwards kept sticking to my ***, which was covered in sap!:sosp:

[_Shannon_]

Thanks so much for the feedback, y'all! It's been a loooong time since an entire poem has come out of this body.

[PrinceMyshkin]

Happy birthday, dear Shannon! There was always the sensation of body in your poems as I remember them - not to mention the bawdy! Bless you!