The Slice of Life Challenge is just that…a challenge. We must pay attention every day to our lives. We have to listen and think. We have to compose in our heads. We even dream about what we will write next. I use the proverbial we here because I’m sure all of the Slicers are experiencing this. Today is Day 9, and I was running low on the muse. I have been keeping up a day ahead, but yesterday was Friday, which translates to “I’m fried day.” I had just enough energy to take on the commenting challenge, but I wasn’t up to writing.
This morning early I texted a friend to check in. We haven’t been able to work out a get together in a while. She was, low and behold, on the beach. She sent me the picture above. She also sent me a recording of the sounds she heard, the swishing of waves and the calls of the gulls. Here is our conversation. Walking together, alone.
I’m on the beach
walking with the laughing gulls
calls and caws.Tell them hello in gull speak.
Thanks for lighting up my cell this morning.
Missing my friend!
Missing you, yet happy to be in touch again.
What beauty you walk in. I will hold
this gift for those days when
I need a calm friend.Sweet.
I walked outside to the sounds of mockingbirds, woodpeckers, and robins. This is my scenery, our grandmother oak standing tall and proud over the bayou. Not bad for a quiet Saturday morning.
Margaret,
I love this conversation. Together-alone made into a poem! You are super creative and I am always inspired by what you notice!
Hey Amy, Thanks. I was so excited when this happened. My friend is obviously a writer too.
This was a great converstaion. Your friend was a great writer too!
How lovely! The photographs alone were worth the stop by the blog 🙂 I love how you pulled those two opposites together in a lyrical way.
What a great conversation to have with a friend especially when you can’t get together in a while!
The words between our close friends are almost always poetic. I love how you noticed and recorded it from your texts. Creative.
The pictures are amazing, but the power is in the words you shared with your friend – and with us. Thank you!
Beautiful pictures, but an even more beautiful sentiment in this poem. I love it!
Love the post. And the thinking about slicing – living and breathing the writing. So true.
I was ahead until yesterday…I loved the word Fried Day…how true. I’m so glad you got the awesome inspiration. You are extremely creative and it is so satisfying to read your poetry. xo
“I’m Fried Day” – love that. And these pictures make me want to be with either of you. Your friendship, it’s clear, is strong enough to know your close even when you’re far. This conversation is sweet. So few words and so much love. Thanks for sharing.
What a beautiful tree! Thanks for posting!
Will the text-poem become a new form on its own, one wonders?
There are natural ebbs and flows to this; I don’t know if I can get through the challenge I’ve set for myself with different poetic forms. But just writing itself and seeing the poetry in ordinary things (like a text exchange) is the point.
I always enjoy my visits to your neighborhood!
What a wonderful way to have a conversation with a friend and then share it with us and create it as a memory. I love digital writing 🙂