Post Published: November 2, 2022

And She behaves as though she is

the first person to ever chase a cloud,

or fall in love

with the sight of a palm tree

against a rich blue sky,

as though the newness of

everyday things was exclusive and unique

only to her.

As though their beauty and enduring thrill

were not visible to anyone else 

as though it was her duty to show them.

That is how she behaves,

bubbling and brimming,

overflowing

with an urge to capture and release

every single 

magical thing 

she believes 

will lead 

to another wonderfully enchanted 

momentary reminder of the light. 

A little bit busy, and self-important, 

a little bit desperate and naïve, 

a little bit in love all of the time 

with color and with rhyme.

And she really, truly,

absolutely, simply

can not help herself

Ruth Nineke, 2019

Tell me what you think before we both die