Erasing the past –collecting ash with chopsticks –infertile practiceembrace, learn, and recreatewe are clay – artist’s magic.
I offer Rage a chairinvite a conversation She rants about childhoodand neglect, powerlessnessin the face of abuse And I nod and remember,suggest she’s also feeling grief And she talks about cryingalone, no one caring, and howI don’t let her cry anymore I put up walls, I agree,and ask how I can help Stop leaving me […]
Wee rowan laddrums me into nighta fabled rhythmconjuring mysticaloneiric encounters There is freedomin dreamingslipping ego’s holdsoul taking flight There is sorrow toofor when the drummer’ssong is donemorning must come. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
LOVE it–both your poem and the peony!
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Thank you!
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Most welcome! Did you do one of your “assignment” posts this week–the challenge ones? I feel like I missed something…but it could just be me 🙂
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I didn’t do one this week – waiting for health to improve and Ric’s surgery.
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Okay, then I didn’t miss anything 🙂 Has Ric’s surgery been scheduled, VJ??
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Next wednesday!
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Thanks for telling me–I’ll put it on my prayer calendar. I have very positive confidence–it will go well. ❤ By the way, did you pass along to him that I love him…in a safe/no-worries way? 🙂
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Ha ha ha…no – his head is already big enough.
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Okay, we’ll keep it under wraps 🙂 🙂
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Such a beautiful picture that I almost tried to smell its aroma! 😀 ❤
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Thanks, Deborah!
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Wonderful peony for today’s flower. Thanks 😀
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Thanks!
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I love peonies. Wonderful haiku.
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Thank you. They are so beautiful
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So she is. Love the peony!
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Thanks Heather.
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Welcome!
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