I was going South, walking on beige lake-wall
immensely focused on each pattern and grain
of every single rock at Belmont harbor. My body
wanted to scream out of it's skin how deeply
I fell in love with their lives, endlessly content
with being beaten by Lake Michigan. I counted
each wave, each blow as they slammed against
the boulders screaming Remember Me! before
returning back into themselves.
I was walking North. On the white smooth gravel
heading home. I had a moment in my own head
about how crazy it might seem to Strangers
if I told them the rocks had introduced themselves
to me and given me their names. A man walked
his bike on those same rocks, an affair I didn't mind.
"I was just seeing if I had the courage
to ride my bike up here" he said to me. He must've
seen me smile, and with that thought, I bloomed;
"Oh please do." How silly we both were
to feel ashamed of our love for boulders.
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC
I was going South, walking on beige lake-wall
immensely focused on each pattern and grain
of every single rock at Belmont harbor. My body
wanted to scream out of it's skin how deeply
I fell in love with their lives, endlessly content
with being beaten by Lake Michigan. I counted
each wave, each blow as they slammed against
the boulders screaming Remember Me! before
returning back into themselves.
I was walking North. On the white smooth gravel
heading home. I had a moment in my own head
about how crazy it might seem to Strangers
if I told them the rocks had introduced themselves
to me and given me their names. A man walked
his bike on those same rocks, an affair I didn't mind.
"I was just seeing if I had the courage
to ride my bike up here" he said to me. He must've
seen me smile, and with that thought, I bloomed;
"Oh please do." How silly we both were
to feel ashamed of our love for boulders.
This is a huge moment in my life where I realized the stranger you see is always worried more about themselves than they are of you, despite what you may think in your own head. This poem attempts to capture the shared beauty of simple things while stressing that there is nothing wrong to live reveling in this beauty.
