Sunday, August 7, 2016

Because there is nothing like summertime on a red dirt road in Georgia, I’ve gone red! 


 


Can you see it shimmering in the heat? Smell the dust as it flies? Taste the grit in your mouth? Feel the ridges as you bump along in an old truck?  


************************************************************************  Excerpt from my upcoming memoir: 


This Teacher Talks 

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***********************************************************************************  A new poem…Again with Pain 

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Again with Pain

You think you will never laugh again  
You can't see past the pain  
You think you will never dance again  
When all you can feel is pain  
You think you will never be at peace again  
Amidst the tumult of your pain  

You would be wrong and you would be right  
You will laugh and dance and be at peace again  
Yet, surely and incessantly, the pain will remain  
You will do these things again with pain  
With pain, you will do them again.  

j.chapman
august, 2016

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