Last August I wrote this post, and I go back to it a lot – and other posts written last winter – because they contain such poetic sentiments, even though that wasn’t my intention. I took it a step further and decided to turn that post into a poem, so here it is! I changed a few things, but overall it conveys the same sentiments, which is what I wanted.
I also rewrote a few other posts into poems, so I’ll be posting them over the next couple of weeks as well.
Blueberry (written by Sarah Bennett)
I am trying to develop a space where I feel creative and happy
and this means books and plants and both are growing towards the sky
the plants that grow tall I prop up with books
poetry books and autobiographies and essays and everything that reminds me
other people have lived through experiences I did not know existed
I read them before I fall asleep and I wake with the sun
I listen to songs that sound like nostalgia even though they are new to me
and I do other things that don’t sound nearly as poetic as this
I write letters to friends and it brings a sense of satisfaction
the same way if I had run a marathon or called my mother before she called me
the other day I ate a blueberry and it tasted like dirt
and I can’t get that out of my head because I love metaphors
and if this was one I supposed it would be
that life has good days and bad days but a bad day does not mean the whole batch is ruined
Sarah xx
the softest words 
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