Day 12.
ethereal beacon.
companion of the sleepless.
jewel of solitude.
Day 13.
excruciating,
the clatter of shattered nerves
bewilder all thought.
Day 14.
two hearts wide open.
fierce understanding connects.
together we heal.
Day 15.
uncertain black lines
appear with difficulty
a strong will persists.
Day 16.
oh to be an aunt!
roaring, delightful spirits
have stolen my heart.
Day 17.
worn threadbare today.
head and heart lay crestfallen.
aloof fog presides.
Day 18.
crumbled into jars,
the heady scent of lavender
remains reachable.
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Day 19.
her ruby wings sing
be present in this moment
such beauty surrounds.
1 comment:
Has this blue moon been kicking your butt too? Sheesh ... I swing from high to low ... but am so grateful for these tools of photography and writing ... wringing out drops of beauty and hope ... yes, turtle is a good companion right now! Let's connect soon! (I think I would pay Liz just to read me poetry every day ... that is what sustains me right now ... "Kindness" by Naomi Shihabe Nye - wow!)
sending love over the fields and waves! xo
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