12/7/17
There's not enough breath capacity in these lungs to exhale out,
to filter out all my feelings.
I don't want them to be my feelings.
Reagan Fleming
There's not enough breath capacity in these lungs to exhale out,
to filter out all my feelings.
I don't want them to be my feelings.
Reagan Fleming
A Poem About Words
Isn't it amazing how
beautiful words sound together?
Alone, they are nouns, pronouns, etc.
but together, now there's something
different.
Words can inspire.
They create a burn in
the pit of
your stomach. They
cause you to
act.
Or at least have the longing to.
Why don't we go off of
feelings? That's something people
have tried to overcome.
"Don't be led by feelings.
Follow facts and stats, those
set in stone."
That's all you can trust,
now isn't it?
(4.27.17)
Reagan Fleming
Completely Uninhibited
Before it began,
we set up the room
with some balloons
and streamers draping
all for a celebration
of the birth of
someone worth
celebrating.
We danced like the friends
in that wallflower
movie.
Because when we danced,
we danced without a care,
even though dancing is so
unlike me.
Minutes in,
a voice said I'm
making myself a fool.
Yes, I have two left
feet, but I chose not
to listen. So we
danced together and
out of sync
to our favorite music.
We're bad dancers with
good jokes -
rhythmless comedians.
But in the end, although
imperfect,
that night,
it was memorable.
It was perfect.
It was when I felt
completely uninhibited.
(4.28.16)
Reagan Fleming