Replenished

Why wither as fall,
frost-fresh, rustles
prairie spirit?

We climb
to that beautiful
bee-bright, wild song
listen, never lonely

Rain on our walk,
after, wet, making
water an Eden.

***

This week, instead of a challenge, I offered an invitation to join me over at magneticpoetry.com. To read other ‘found’ poems, visit the original post. I love how the words given reveal poetic messages. Hope everyone had a restful week. Tomorrow we celebrate the year’s end, and there will be a new challenge.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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