Posted in Living, Poetry

National Poetry Writing Month #21

Elemental Series: Air

Lean into it when the day is still
and you will stumble into nothing,
yet you know it is there,

feeling its icy fingers or baked rays,
enjoying the tickle of its whisper
when gentle breezes lift all
that is ordinary from your burdened neck.

On atmospheric days, when what we
have given shows itself plainly, the soot
of smog a pallid reminder that all
actions come with consequences, the cast
of convenient living in contrast
to the gray, dying sky.

After a rain, washed clean and forgiving,
it keeps filling us, one breath at a time,
an exchange of molecules as old as Adam,
the one thing we cannot see that we
continue to believe.

Ramona Levacy
April 21, 2013



I am a 40-something Texan with a feisty cat and a supportive husband of 20 years. With a Master's degree in English with an emphasis on creative writing, I have taught creative writing at Texas Tech, won awards for my writing and been blessed to be mentored by Horn Professor and poet Dr. Walt McDonald. I earn a living by helping my husband's family run a health food store, but my avocation is writing. I hope you enjoy reading about some of my triumphs and tragedies as I continue to work on figuring out what life is all about and on growing my ability to share my writing. May your own journey be a blessed one.

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