Monday, September 30, 2013

The Minute Since Yesterday

In the minute since yesterday,
I'm seventeen,
an Anaïs Ninja in an almost 51 year old body,
untamed and unapologetic,
lapping up the milk of experience,
waves of time lapping at my feet.

Dimensionless, I course my veins
Beat my heart
Stretch my legs
Nest my eggs
Breathing this moment now,
In the moment that was.

Teenage me,  1981


Now me

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    1. Thanks, Steven! Can you believe I'm actually wearing boots?

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  2. A poem full of life and enthusiasm. And nice pic too....

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    1. Thanks, Ravish! That's exactly what I was trying to convey, along with a sense of timelessness.

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  3. So true! Great work. (BTW...love your boots.)

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    1. Thanks so much!!! The boots are Tevas and so comfy.

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  4. Beautiful, Kris. Celebrating that free spirit you've always had and have always been. Untamed and unapologetic-just like Walt Whitman. Just like Henry Miller. Just like Anais Nin.

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    1. Aw, Marty, your comment actually made me tear up.

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  5. Love it. Love the pix (you look awesome!) and love how you choose to live. In that minute and always.

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    1. Thanks, Gina. It's the only way I know to be true to myself, to follow my heart.

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  6. A bend in the river of time captured concisely. A waterfall the water just can't forget even when still.

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  7. Kris, what a wonderful little poem, I love the imagery and the energy. “In the minute since yesterday, I’m seventeen,” I thought about the line in a Beatles song, “She was just seventeen, you know what I mean!” Yesterday, today, it is all one in the circle of life.

    Your laid-back pose in the photos perfectly fits the poem, same great smile, same way of looking at life fully unapologetically, enjoying every moment. It’s remarkable how it seems, looking at those photos, that you never changed or even aged! Btw, pretty dress and cool boots. :)

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    1. Thanks, Madilyn! I thought of the poem yesterday as I was out walking Simon and Lilly. It just came to me, and I have to say, I really like it. The night before, Brad and I had watched "Henry and June," a movie about Anaïs Nin, Henry Miller, and his wife, June, set in Paris in the '30s. Their free-spiritedness also provided inspiration.

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  8. Yes, it all seems like yesterday for true but so much time has passed by. Your looks hasn't faded Helena, you look quite the same. All that healthy eating and exercise has paid off mate. I love how you also put the 2 pictures together, you can see a little wildness in the eyes and that comes from your freedom :)

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    1. Haha, yes, and the arms crossed behind my head...a surefire sign of well-being :-)

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  9. So beautiful Kris, as are you :)

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  10. "Untamed and unapologetic" yep, that's pretty much what I aim for.
    And you look great, boots and all.

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    1. Based on what I've read in your posts, we have a lot in common, Dale .

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  11. Great poem. Love the photos, too, though, as a mom, I have to ask you to take your boots off if you plan to stay on the couch. ;)

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    1. Oh, haha, Janene, you know I actually thought about that when my friend was taking this picture! I tried to position the soles off to the side :-D

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  12. decades passionate life nicely put in a few lines! gorgeous photos both of them. actually, i found you even look more vibrant now than back then.

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    1. Thanks, Yun...in many ways, I feel much more vibrant now. I am certainly much happier than I was then.

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  13. Hi there! My name's Mary was just checking out some blogs and stopped here when I read your poetry - Awesome!! Loved it so much. Very inspiring and it touched my heart,Great writing. Also Amazing pics!!

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