Thanks goes out to Paul Williams for this inspiring photograph!
Frank, open your heart!
Reflect over your watered self and look beneath the surface of
Another’s side . . .
For instance. . . across the lake . . . Do you see the forest there, hanging upside down?
And here, drifting on my surfaces, the debris of falling fears ?
Told you I could float!
I’m approaching my autumn, soon...
What’s dead will forever be swept away!
But, His water . . . My stream. . . will be carrying little itty-bitty pieces of me, first down. . .
Then up, toward the mouth of His sea. . .
There, under graying skies, musing on my side of the lake, will be the gather of my face of what’s to come!
Had He turned me upright from the start, I would have never understood how difficult it always is to look at myself ...
And swim without floaties!
Approaching life's autumn trying to look at oneself and be equanimous about it...being a poet sometimes has its disadvantages, one can see more clear through the questions fog.
Surprising!
I love Pauls work, and I love yours too Kimmyfriend. This could easily qualify as Ekphrastic Poetry.
enjoyed enjoyed enjoyed ...
Peace and Love ...
rlc
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Aren't floaties those little things we naked kids leave in tubs? ;-)
Ron
Surprising!
Georg
A well-wrought silky weave of perception, feeling, response and spiritual exploration and wonder.
John
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enjoyed enjoyed enjoyed ...
Peace and Love ...
rlc
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.