What life tears apart nature mends – cyclical flow, divinely decreed. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: rip/mend) Image from personal collection.
Make blanket of green bough our secret sanctuary – eden – as squirrels watch and animals rustle, feel the purely bucolic, leave cloudy noon, come & give, don a shine. (Fridays are for Magnetic Poetry online. Give it a try. Image from personal collection.)
Contrasts, life presents – focus on the light, I tell myself, eyes wandering to dark corners been up against too many brick walls to harbour simplicity in faith, besides, darkness holds the light we inevitably all follow. (Image from personal collection.)
this both reads and looks delicate and vulnerable, precious life.
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Very precious. Thanks
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Love the poem – with the pictures. All delicate and yet balanced. Now we are fighting to keep that balance…
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Always….lol…thanks.
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Perfect to find that lovely bird with no leave to block your lens! Beautiful
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Don’t you love it when that happens? Not often enough. Thanks Tina.
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Beautiful words.
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Thank you!
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Beautiful, V.J., both the poem and the photos!
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Pas de quoi, mon amie!
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Thank you Terrie!
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Looks like I sent you two responses – one in french and intended for someone else, lol. Oh those senior moments.
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Ha ha! Believe it or not, I figured out what the one in French meant…. Have a great weekend!
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You too!
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Beautiful! ❤
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Thank you!
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