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Tag: Aging
The Beauty of Aging
young caterpillarearthbound, feeding youth’s hungercreates a cocoonshaping wings, gaining wisdomold butterfly soul soaring Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation:http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2018/11/carpe-diem-weekend-meditation-61-new.html Carpe Diem Dives Into The Classical Literature and asks “is it possible to create haiku, tanka or other form of Japanese poetry from it?” For this first…
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The Fine Art of Aging
Some days these fingers ache when holding my writing lead or perhaps it’s my soul keening, wallowing in woe, How much more must a heart spill with words in black repose Does not your fingers bleed when grasping too tight the memory of the…
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Where This River Takes Me
Where this river takes me is the place I will linger among the weeping willows and the kudzu vines whiling away precious hours, savoring fleeting time
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Spectrum
I took a nap and wept for no reason” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason And when I weep are my tears the color of the turquoise sky reflecting in my eyes or are they the white feathered clouds…
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Crushed
“Just beyond the bruised lips of consciousness.” from Birds Again ~ Jim Harrison The stars once bright in eyes now faded and gray viewing the world through tangled trees a purple haze of permanent contusions, amid barren thoughts of rotting leaves…
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Thoughts From An Opal Child
As I grow older, time is racing by, as if I am on a high-speed train barreling towards the end of my life. One minute, I am turning a page in the calendar and greeting a new month, and the next a new year…
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The Light of Youth
When she looks in the mirror, she sees the girl like a bright beacon of light from within with rosy cheeks, and bouncing red curls and a body that was willow switch thin.
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The Violet Horse
To be a creative child once more dreaming of Rose the bright violet horse to skip and play, counting only to four hopscotching your way through life’s course.
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Body of Soul
Oh Lord, my soul does weep for sweet relief from yesterday’s bitter sorrow for I know that on the wind more will come with dawn’s cold tomorrow.
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DARLING, Love Me Forever
DARLING, love me forever and I will do the same fill our nights with passion burning the eternal flames.
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