Writers II

As writers we see with our eyes, our hearts,

our spirits even

dismantling prejudice

we have visions of wings

sensing the value

of each and every person,

and then……

a new day dawns

so we write it all down.

     

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My Number One Blogging Secret

Well it’s not really a secret, but my number 1 blogging tip is simply, invest in other people, other blogger’s posts.

By investing I mean reading the posts in our readers. I do often leave comments too, simply to encourage others, the way I’ve been encouraged over the years.

That’s really what blogging is about. We share our work with each other and encourage each other. I so wish I could follow more of you!

Those that I do follow, your work is amazing! Thank you for being who you are, and for being part of my blogging experience.

Thank you for reading!

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Happy New Year!

Where ever you are around the world, may your dreams take shape, and take flight, this coming year!

May you be lifted higher than you ever could have imagined. May you be healthy and strong, with creativity flowing.

And may your spirit be filled with peace. Don’t forget….you are a blessing to others!

Happy New Year!

           

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The Strength of Our Poetry

The strength of our poetry does not depend only

on our maneuvering of words

but the depth of our wounds,

and being filled overwhelmingly 

with the healing.

    

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Tea and Chocolate

I grew quiet today drawing in, with some reading,

some poetry with a unique culture of love

while the snow outside is melting,

dripping from the pine trees,

and somehow I feel more

when I’m quiet,

a sense

some part of me remembering

the importance

of the inner life,

and of peace

while drinking black tea,

having a piece of chocolate

of the highest quality.

Are you taking care of yourself during this busy season?

      

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Note: The above photo was taken at a museum.

Grey Sky Blue Sky

The sky was grey this morning, and I couldn’t find the words anywhere,

until I took the weight off my shoulders,

lifted a prayer

and stopped trying to save the world.

Then my grey sky turned blue,

words landed, took shape

and I could even write a poem

or two.

    

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Writing with the Winter Wind

I haven’t decided yet if I’m still a river, but in the winter I do seek to write, filled with the winter wind,

with a touch of sparkle glinting off the snow. I reach in, and out at the same time with at least a partial measure of spirit, or try to.

I find writing from the spirit to be more honest, shaping words from what we cannot see. Connecting.

I love writing, so thank you for reading my posts!

      

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