Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
The future arrives just as water
Rushes through the fingers of time
While I’m sitting on the edge of my life
Watching and waiting
Searching for some little sign,
Hoping and praying
That I’ll ride these waves, emerge unscathed
Cherishing this life I am given.
Or will I simply vanish in a misty haze of uncertainty?
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
The line I chose to use of Kerry’s is: ‘The future arrives just as water’
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: 13 Poetic Bits of Kerry
keep a good bucket and gather the rain water, makes nice tea
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Thank you!
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Here is to reaching the shore garbed in lessons and hope!
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Yes! Thank you Magaly.
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Beautiful ❄❤
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Thank you!
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This is incredibly poignant, Linda! ❤️ Here’s hoping the future will be full of happiness and hope 😘😘
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Yes, thank you Sanaa!❤️
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Catch the wave and ride, my friend! It’s either sink or swim – and you seem to have a lot of try in you 🙂
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I do! Thank you Margaret. 😊
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Your second line turns Kerry’;s into a wonderful new metaphor … and you extend it masterfully. The line break, extra length and slight change of tone at the conclusion are perfect.
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Thank you for the lovely thoughts Rosemary.
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No misty ending, My Dear!! Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers!!
xoxo
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Thank you!🙏🏻❤️
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Loved sharing this, Linda!!
xoxo 💖
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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