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“To write a poem”

Favorite lines—“root yourself in the earth,

Turn your face to the sun,

And sing your song to the air.”

“Writing poems”

“And walls lean in

And parts of us bleed away.”

Wonderful glimpse into the creative angst a poet must feel during those wee hours of the night.

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💞

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Lovely! And I so enjoyed listening to them read by you on the audio recording 🥰

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Thanks so much, Ange! I read my poems aloud to myself a lot while I'm editing them, so the audio recordings are easy to do -- I'm well "rehearsed" by the time I get there. 💛🌿

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I know exactly what you mean 👍☺️

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Oh, I love this so much. And it’s such very good advice for me just now. 💕

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So glad, Tara! 💛🌿

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Such a lovely duet of poems, Elizabeth. The second one really speaks to me today. A beautiful invitation and nudge for where my soul has been leaning. :) Thank you.

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So glad these poems found you at the right time, Petra -- thanks for reading. 💛🌿

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Loved that part about the room having new colors.

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Vincent and his Impressionist friends taught us a lot about how many many different palettes you can use to paint the same scene.

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I have a buddy who paints a bit like Vincent. Check out his work. Let me know what you think. It's nice to know your name.....

https://www.douglasmoulden.com/

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Amazing work! A little like Seurat, if Seurat had incorporated modeling paste and string and lichen and gravel and... Incredibly textural, he's using each of those "mixed media" for a reason.

Nice to be known. Took me long enough!

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For years he painted in a part of my wood shop. He used a plastic syringe to apply the acrylic onto plywood.

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Love finds a way...!

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lovely poems! thank you for sharing!

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So glad you're here to read them. Thank you!

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A decade apart and both equally gorgeous.

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Thanks so much, Treasa!

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...yourself,

the other half of you,

and something soft.

Elizabeth, I felt that sudden warmth of recognition deep in my heart reading this.🔥

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💛🌿

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Both are beautiful poems! I'm still in my teenage phase. Almost all my poems are about myself. 😉

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So many of everyone's poems are, one way and another! Our selves are deep wells to draw from. 💛🌿

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Beautiful.

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Thank you, B!

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I subscribed, somehow, by mistake. But I think I will stay awhile 😊

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Thank you for making such a generous mistake! You're welcome for as long as you'd like to stay. 💛🌿

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Great poems, thank you!

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So glad you enjoyed them, Carolyn!

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A lovely pair of poems, Elizabeth. Thank you.

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Thank you for reading, Sulima. 💛🌿

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♥️

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💛🌿

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Oh Elizabeth, loooooove these lines. And how the 2014 lines echo the 2024 words. Wow.

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Now I'm hearing those echoes, since you pointed them out! Thank you for that, Jody.

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I love the pull of poetry in these two poems. A pull that must be addressed.

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So glad to feel that pull along with you, Maureen. 💛🌿

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