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How wonderful! It's so interesting the way that life kind of comes in waves like that, and sometimes the season you find yourself in is nothing like what came before - or what might be waiting over the horizon. It was very wise of you to choose to just be present in that season, and fascinating that you found a completely different voice there! I'm new here to Substack, and look forward to more of your poetry! I hope you will also visit me at Moments - I enjoy sharing moments of connection in nature and everyday life, with nature photography and behind-the-scenes stories :)

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“Neighborhood Park”

Yes those scribbled notes during that time made for some vivid descriptions:

“Ducks gabble and preen

green-jewel heads, blue wing bars”

“Lake smells,soggy squelch”

“Definition , Dancing”

Loved this poetic expansive definition!

Your concluding line says it all:

“His Grace. His grace.. Your grace.

An excellence granted by God"

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You're always one of my favorite readers, Looocinda!

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Lovely!

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So glad you enjoyed them, Pamela! Thank you for coming by to read and comment.

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I enjoyed this change of pace. I especially enjoyed listening to these poems. And I love that you wrote both poems while you were "supposed" to be doing something else. That often makes for the most interesting verse!

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Doesn't it, though? Thanks for reading, Jason.

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This time I took the time to listen to you read the poems. What a difference! Loved them both but especially Dancing! Only you could get so much beauty out of a dictionary!

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It probably depends on what definitions you're playing with, but who can't find beauty in defining grace? Thanks so much for reading (and listening), Rose.

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Thank you for your Wednesday morning presents!

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Thanks for opening them, Shari! ❤️

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