writing a life

in posts and tweets and status reports

it seems that more and more

of those I know, are writing books

in my honesty, transparency

I admit, here

that my heart stings, aches

turns toward envy

then, yes, then

I console myself with this --

they are writing books

but I am not still

I am writing a life

I have grown accustomed

to much time alone

to breathe, expand

ponder and play with words

now time rushes past me

filled with the tasks

of living my word for 2014

prepare

soon, in the blink of an eye

I will transition yet again

from preparation

to actualization

as we step into our new life

my heart both races ahead

and lags behind

and words will come 

when they will

joining Bonnie in a small act of creation