You know how you’re writing or making some other form of art, and you’re not sure where it is going, but you keep leaning in on it, like a trust fall exercise? Well, that’s exactly what produced today’s poem, and I’d love to hear what meaning it might hold for you.
Happy Sunday!
Sunlight’s new weave
highlights its green locks
as they twirl by stone earrings
in bubbles this year never blew.
The river goes through the motions.
Morse code insects
are punctuated by clicking egrets
making psychedelic river music,
while friends in headphones
set reminder alarm ringtones;
pests going through the motions.
On the dull surface
gnats take turns trading places,
board game pieces
on the river’s checkerboard,
acting out a strategy without end.
Pawns going through the motions.
Crisp leaves skirt the edges
of a mangled tree, while
everyone dies by different degrees,
and when another cycle ends,
it’s the bindle of the fool that
holds the magic elements of release.
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
and it turned out beautifully
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Thank you, Beth. I really appreciate that.
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Wonderfully vivid descriptions, K! Your verses unfold really naturally here (pardon the pun 😉 ), Very true – the more time you give polishing it up, the brighter it shines ❤
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So kind of you to say, Tom. The end of the year always comes with a certain amount of regret for all things undone or fallen. 😉
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I get a sense of awareness and wonderment from this piece. It reads to me like a discernment of all that is. I loved it. Happy coming week, K. 💜
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Thank you, Jeff. Is it just me or does this time of year feel awkward like the waiting for the end of the year, the season, all of it. Cheers to a wonderful (not at all weird) week ahead. 💜
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You’re welcome, K. Not just you. There’s a sort of pensiveness to this time of year. I do so love it though. Cheers. 💜
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Great job leaning in, K. I never know where my art is going; it is fun to arrive!
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Thank you kindly, Michelle. It felt good to follow the the trail and not worry about where I was heading.
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You’re welcome. Perfect!
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I liked the checkboard of gnats bit. I watch those bugs do that, leap like that sometimes
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