Sonya Johnson

Rookie (08/19/1970 / Lower Bucks Pennsylvania)

The Confines Of Stillness - Poem by Sonya Johnson

Troubled by my thoughts I decide for pain sake to dig deep into the words that run so often through my mind and place a few on paper to release them. To comfort myself after, I lie on a soft bed and reach for the photo album near by.

Happily I open the book that contains cut outs of my life like frames from an old movie. Slowly turning page after page, smiling and laughing, matching photo to memory I realize that the words in my mind are gone. There is no sound just captured responses I can see. There are no titles or dates just moments of remembrance and love.

Anxiously now, gazing and looking...turning the pages swiftly hoping to absorb the still moments, so desperately not wanting these images to go.... The album is finished.
The words return wanting me to rearrange them once again; forcing me to add emotion so they can dance. I remove one photo that moved me in the stillness and begin

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 30, 2011

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