In poetry class we were challenged to look for the unexpected – to see something different even if it was in the smallest of details. These are the wonderful things that often become great lines in poems. So here are some things I have noticed and written in my journal.
Headlights hitting blue reflectors spaced in perfect increments for a short distance on the road from home
Freshly pressed starch linen shirt reminds me of how my grandmother ironed everything including the sheets
Nearly full moon glowing white against the blueberry sky
White rays of sun peeking through gray clouds
Caramel colored sunrise
Man riding a motorcycle and I can see the khaki pants he is wearing covered by leather chaps
A rundown house transformed in the evening by Christmas lights
People rushing spring by wearing t-shirts and shorts even though there is still a wintery chill in the air
The blue reflectors really made me wonder since I only saw a few. They seemed sporadic and yet I knew there was a pattern for when they appeared they all seemed to be spaced an equal distance. I found that they indicated the proximity of fire hydrants.
The man on the motorcycle really intrigued me. Motorcycles make me think of young men on fast bikes or aging men on a Harley Davidson. The first thing I noticed was the helmet and the leather and I really wondered why he was out at seven in the morning on a motorcycle. But as I paid attention to the details – I saw the backpack and that he had khaki pants on beneath the leather chaps. We were going the same way and I watched him turn into a business parking lot so I assume he is just an average guy who rides a motorcycle to work. And as I was revising a short story last night one of the male characters needed something just a little different about him so he rides a motorcycle and beneath the leather he wears khaki pants and polo shirts.