Lighter Days

RDP: Lighten

Peter Tregub, 1984

I can’t write about the darkness

unless I can see a clear blue sky,

unless I can see  flowers running riot in wild gardens, growing trees full of bugs and noisy birds and fat squirrels teasing  crows with  peanuts and treats given to them by people sitting alone on benches and lawn chairs  hoping the sun would shine a little brighter in their yards today

I can’t write about monsters

unless I can walk my dog and meet happy puppies  and laugh at the way they say hello to each other- with wagging tails, flopping ears and short happy puffs of doggie breath.

I can’t write about nightmares

unless I can daydream about good things  too.

 

Is It Sunny On Mars Today?

Linda Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday Prompt: Sky’s the Limit

Curiosity Selfie

When I was about 7 years old I was climbing a tree in my backyard.

I had to be careful because there was a bee hive hanging from one of the branches  , so I remember I had one eye on it- well, I probably had both eyes on it and that’s why I missed the next branch and fell.

I hit the ground hard enough to knock the wind out of myself and for a few seconds I couldn’t take a breath.

Had I not had a lot of experience in falling out of trees, I may have been scared when I couldn’t breathe ( goes without saying I couldn’t yell for help either ) but I knew it would come back so I looked up through the branches of the tree and I remember thinking:

” I wonder if it’s Sunny on Mars today.”

So over the years, when my brain was idle that thought would pop into my head, ” I wonder if it’s Sunny on Mars today? ”

I’d laugh and think to myself, ” You’ll never know. Will you?”

Well LOL past self.

We know what it’s like when it’s Sunny on Mars and what it looks like when the Sunsets on  Mars.

Sunset on Mars:Photographer- Curiosity Rover

I’m a little sad that I don’t have to wonder what it looks like when the sun sets or rises on Mars anymore.

However, yesterday I was on the train going home and just as I was about to fall asleep because the view from the railroad tracks I commute over every day is the ugliest view anywhere on the planet and it hurts my brain just to look at it, I thought to myself:

Could you fly a spaceship through Saturn?

Yeah.

I wonder.

Pictured in natural color approaching equinox, photographed by Cassini in July 2008; the dot in the bottom left corner is Titan

Deteriorating Daisies

Putting My Feet in the Dirt December Prompt #8 Deteriorating Daisies

Photo by Gratisography on Pexels.com

 

do you know what the people who know me are going

to bang on my gravestone when that dark day comes?

it’s going to say

“she was okay- 

I guess “

All of the sudden the thought of dying alone and anonymous doesn’t seem like such a bad way to go.

Better to be 

Jane Doe

Then So- So.