for my friend J-Les

My good friend Joey Leslie of Leslie Honest checked out my postcard poetry through August 2010. He is a constant source of creativity -- one of those people that has an idea and actually ACTS on it. I need those people in my life to keep me from just blabbing on about what I want to do. I need those people to hold me accountable. And that's what Joey is to me. A friend who tells the truth. A friend who combats laziness with his own inner drive. One who propels his own destiny.

He is a master of wit and self-awareness. Please check out his crazy honest writing! [Do it! Do it!]

And now, here's the postcard poem I popped in the mail for J-Les:

 

Magic at the Equator:

What makes old folks flock south

like birds? Does time slow down

at the belly of the earth?

Near the equator, the thick

air molecules create a new

state, somewhere between 

liquid and gas. Bodies wade

through the humidity, weigh

less (as if floating in the

shallow end). Time slows

down and they are younger,

further away from the earth's

greedy axis. Bones are hollowed

and wrinkled bodies take flight. /

back on the horse

I wanted to tell you, internet, that I'm getting back on the horse. The creative horse.

Please look for new postcard poems and other goodies soon.

It's 2011. It's February. I'm leveling up. I may even list some things on Etsy soon. And now that I've told the internet, I may just hold myself accountable...

:)