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One Small Thing

One Small Thing

Today, sitting with“through this door:wisconsin in poems”,I was reminded how poetry can open our eyes to the small things. I am grateful for the poets, editors, and the space to see—to read, to write—something new…🧡 How is it that wordsso carefully,so soulfully...
Wordless-ness

Wordless-ness

I have not yet learned to hold back my words in Prayer. I sit – silent – and words do come floating on wings, butterflies in my brain. In silence – You fill me I overflow with Words. Why, Words come to life in Silence! Have I so misunderstood? Do I...
The Flame

The Flame

There was a perfect opening between the trees, A frame for the Flame Of Fire. We walked towards it because that’s what you do when the Sun greets you and then follows you along your path. You realize. We walk in the Light Of Love. __________ In memory of Dee June 20,...
A Safe Place to Write: Beneath the Surface

A Safe Place to Write: Beneath the Surface

Do you, fellow writer, find this to be true, too? When you check your Blog Stats, sometimes very old posts pop up that have recently been read and you go back to rediscover them too, along with all the imperfections? So, today, I have to tell you, thank you for...

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