Defining Moments

By Reed Waters

This book describes the experiences which stick with us forever whether we know it or not, the fleeting moments which flutter by us unaware. From the casual joy of jumping on crunchy leaves to the breath-taking depths of heartbreak buried in dreams, defining moments can help guide you through the seasons of life with an eye on the details. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Corey Boiko
• Release date: Jun 11, 2023
• ISBN: 9798218204228

Book preview

Fall / Rain

Curious Stranger

Jumping on the Crunchies

And crushing where I step,

Absorbed in each breath.

Where fall leaves stale,

I plant these stomps,

Going nowhere,

In particular.

Then I saw you

Stepping on the Crunchies too,

Consumed, simple, and true.

With all of you.

Stay playful, Stranger, curious.

There's enough crunch

For the both of us.

Acorn Rising

I wonder

How to plan trees,

Sow and plant seeds.

How we could listen

Instead of talk.

How I could show

A bean, a beanstalk.

How we might one day grow

From raindrops to mighty oaks.

Is it always you and me?

Asks an acorn of a tree.

Is it just you and I

Going someplace

Side by side?

It takes roots to rise,

And courage to thrive.

So let the wind,

A breath, a sigh,

Sweep you up.

The world is much brighter

If you fall far from my side.

Life Happens

As plans may go through,

They may also go awry.

The world around us continues

Unaware of our time.

At best we can make

Our tentative plans

And hope when life happens,

The world understands.

Leaf

The trees know, and so do I.

As they grasp the last bit of light,

I would do well

To follow suit,

To absorb the sights,

The days and nights,

As the trees do.

Intently enough,

I won't lose my feet.

You don’t flicker

As the tree's leaf.

Obscured

I finally found a way

To tear my gaze away.

I read all day

In preparation.

My eyes blurred all kinds,

I was so used to type.

I smiled,

Without regard to if

It was returned.

I saw my

Conditional

Friendliness

Obscured.

And Then It Had Been Raining

We arrived at my uncle's pillar porch as we got out of the cramped car which had too much stuff in one side of the backseat. Her friend drove a 1980 something Honda Accord. We all got out. They followed me as I approached the door and it opened.

Like bees in a hive we knew what we had to do and time sped up. It was all subconsciously taken care of. We knew our tasks, which were separate but for a greater goal, and we went off individually to take care of them. I congregated with my uncle and I figured out that he was taking his own car to our ultimate destination.

My path once more crossed with her, and she had all her shopping bags this time. I stopped by my uncle's car briefly as they rushed to their Honda. We reached an understanding and I turned to walk, quickly, to her friend's car. She