Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Ode to iPod
The screen on my ipod was smashed thismorning after falling off the treadmill.... sigh. I meant this to be a humorous recollection of our times together but it turned a little more thoughtful. I'll miss that ipod.
Ode to iPod
You began as a runt -
bought for half price.
Given second chance at life
after a refurbished rebirth.
I sill thought $179 was an astronomical price.
We began our life together
with late nights in the tub -
Ventura highway on repeat.
Playing softly on our drives while the baby slept
and loudly for that brief interval of existence
between mom and therapist.
The Fray
Fiona Apple
Tenderness awakened with the
raw emotions of motherhood
only enhanced my sensitivity
to emotions long buried.
Melodic poetry portrayed feelings
I alone could not express.
Feist
Paramore
Blasting in the house while painting
A random jaunt on treadmill
A focus of my commute.
Iron & Wine
Grey's Anatomy soundtracks
Another new house -
cold kitchen floors
singing while spoon feeding
after a long day at work.
Regina Spektor
Maria Taylor
Self-imposed banishment
to the warmth of a computer chair
A digital darkroom unfolding
along with Ingrid
to keep me company.
Colbie Caillat
A Fine Frenzy
Tragedy.
A friend in time of need
An always open ear
My outlet for emotion.
For one as closed as me...
well -
I could not have done it without you
after everything had changed.
Blasting music again -
happier times.
Painting, dancing, singing of joy
and hope.
Carrie, Priscilla, Sara, Maria -
I can measure time by artist.
Stars
A new wave of Ingrid Michaelson -
the very signal of rebirth.
Lenka
Duffy
Adele
A craving to hear you has me anticipating
Lonely drives
Waking pre-dawn for a deafening run
A hidden treat on an insomniac night
Enjoying solitude in a life all mine.
2 years, 4 months, 3 days we've spent together
Traveling side by side
journeys both real
and symbolic.
Most vividly you will be remembered
for logging 13,000 miles
of a heart bursting -
Sometimes in sorrow
at other times in joy.
My little runt,
Priceless to me.
Idol, some may claim -
I say a blessing.
Your rebirth invited the same in me.
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4 comments:
Wow, you are a poet! I really like this. I think my ipod is probably the BEST gift ever given to me! It's seriously like therapy listening to music. Plus not to mention hours and hours of entertainment (while driving!).
Thanks for sharing!
That was so fun to read Alaina! I love a ton of that music too!!
Alaina-- I love your fun poetry and have to admit that I feel THE SAME about my little-r iPod. :) There's no better measurement of time than a handful of songs to remind you it's time to press forward. :)
I've been meaning to post on this blog for weeks now... I love it! I hope you get/got the replacement I know you need. Get a shuffle/nano -- we all know you're listening to the same songs over and over and over again... Hee. Loves!
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