Up in The Air
written by: Karin Porter
I watch the wind
Blow through the trees
The branches like arms
Waving desperately at someone
Whose attention they’re unable to capture
The gusts whistle
And mimic ebb tides
First crashes, then silence
As they wane for a moment
The trees have no choice
They must brave the wind
Or else succumb to it
I imagine myself
At the tops of the trees
Admiring the view
Wishing I could fly
Dylan once said
The answers are blowing
I just need to catch them
lest they fly from my grasp
My name is Karin Porter. I am from Newton Upper Falls, MA. Writing has been my life long passion. My favorite writing is in my personal journals. I have regular day to day life journals, and others for my work experiences, gardening, childhood memories, and dreams/poetry. From 1991-2001 I wrote, edited and published "What's Brewin'", a fan newsletter all about the Boston Bruins hockey team. In those early Internet days, my newsletter helped connect Bruins fans from all over the world. I made many friends, having become pen pals with many of the people who subscribed. I started my blog "Life is What you Make it" in 2011. It is not a money maker, but it brings me personal satisfaction. I write posts about everyday life, and thinking positive. I am a certified Activity Director, who plans and implements activities for nursing home patients. My hobbies include photography, drawing, painting, cooking, and gardening. I LOVE animals more than life itself. God has been good to me!
Latest posts by Karin Porter (see all)
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