Seeing Through the Code

This one was unique. The journey to get here was surprisingly dense and long and looked nothing like this at the beginning. I coded and decoded and poked around my life for quiet, insipid episodes of coding.

I wouldn't normally write on this topic, but the prompt from Big Tent Poetry compelled me.

Eventually, I found more than three pages of free writing fodder that I wove into stanzas NONE of which made it into this poem, which leaped from an image across the street as I sat at my porch to write this morning.

 The photo was taken, ironically, almost a year ago today and yes, this is where I managed to "see through the code" (there is a hint for you who are looking for specific coding in this poem!). Maybe my coding is SOOO tricky, it is invisible.

PS - Don't get lost in "finding the code" instead, enjoy the words....

Made me laugh AND made me say “Thank you!”

"Seeing Through the Code"

Faint whispers &

Beret tilts to

Ruffle her golden curls

Only the most

Aware notice

The winking eyes

Through the

Linden leaves –

“Your gift.

A new

Beginning.”

 

Sunrise

 

She turns

And her

Footsteps

Sing, “Thank

You for

Taking the

Time to

Unwrap me!”

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Comments

[pamela]

Julie honestly I cannot find the code but I love the poem!
Pamela

[Robert Lloyd]

This is a very beautiful poem and I love it all the more that its inspired by your fornt porch and you have a picture to show it!! I have read it three times now. Thank you for sharing.

[twitches]

Hm, not sure if there;s a code here or not, but I do love the imagery and the short short lines, the poem really "falls" down the page, like unwrapping it as you scroll along.

[Zouxzoux]

Sweet words but the secret stays hidden. Good work!

[Elizabeth]

Each day is a new beginning and the sunrise umwraps the me who will live it. That's what I got from the poem and the photo. But, that doesn't matter. The poem is lyrical as it moves down the page, like a confident woman who has just awakened to stride into the sunlight.

Elizabeth

[brenda w]

I get strong impressions of a painting in the first stanza. Maybe you are opening a piece of art? Strong images are at play here, I love it!

[Tumblewords]

The beautiful unwrapping of a lovely day!

[Robin]

Really lovely. So important to greet the new day, each one a gift.