Beautiful Foolishness

foolishness

Bursting from the confines
of appropriate
and polite —
and compliant —
I exploded!

Ran down the street
with arms and legs flailing.
Did a pirouette in the
produce aisle.
Stomped my foot
and yelled with a roar.
Rolled in the grass
like a playful pup.
Jumped in the ocean
fully clothed.
Sang out loud
in a crowded room.

It’s not chagrin,
This pink on my cheeks,
but flush
from the rush of
beautiful,
unrestrained
foolishness.


WORDS from the arvhives, ©2008, Jen Payne.
IMAGE: Crazy violence, Rik Wouters


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