The blanket as metaphor is perhaps more powerful than its empirical identity. If one allows it as cover, as anything that might give comfort, warmth, respite from the daily bombardment of cold needs that seem to make some people feel worthy. Yes, IT/Blanket can only bring warmth if the mind is aware, is sensitive to all that would have it anesthetized and subservient to mediocrity's pandemic some so readily ignore. Your few words, if read by a searching, investigating mind, will discover more that the obvious. For that, I thank you.
WARMTH...WHAT IS IT AND WHERE DOES IT REALLY COME FROM...? THIS IS A STATEMENT THAT PROVOKES DEEP THOUGHT. THANK YOU, ASA. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE (MOM)*HIS INSPIRATIONS
wow - and a picture paints the rest of the story of this potent piece. I am very happy to have met you here, and look forward to reading more of your work!
Yes. If the mind is not "in it," the rest is quite futile. This write is symbolically meaningful. Thank you for sharing it, Joyce. Love and blessings to you and to Asa,
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
Deputy Dave Jenkins investigates the murder of local high school principal, Jerry Egge, but this is a multi-faceted novel that deals with spiritualism, romance, friendship, and children who fall through the cracks.
"Murder isn't usually this
This was a very good place to start.
Daniel
Peace, love and light,
Amber
great poem
~Z.B.McClure
Thank you, Joyce, for posting on his behalf
and tell him once again he has many many friends
here.
John
Regis
Anna
GOD BLESS YOU, and ASA
Tony
Blessings,
Christine