thinking in poetry

dear blog,

do you ever think in poetry form? its a really weird concept to explain, but some days i just am overwhelmed by the beauty in the world and it starts creeping into my thoughts and my normal informal rochelle-think just doesn't do what i am seeing and feeling justice. thinking in poetry is just so lovely and i would definitely recommend it. if i were brave enough to write my poem-thoughts down/share them, a lot of times i think(wish) that they would be simple and lovely like this.

The Orange, by Wendy Cope


At lunchtime I bought a huge orange —
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled and shared it with Robert and Dave —
They got quarters and I had a half.

And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.

The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.


love,
rochelle