JEWELRY
sometimes all you can do is observe
and listen
the mirage makes two halves whole
and there is beauty
symmetry
balance
.
the slightest ripple
will change the effect
the map of motion
pushing onward
like the silence
of dawn’s
bold promise
.
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.
and
listening
listening
listening
to everything
again
.
the empty spaces
speak the loudest
.
a lesson learned
repeated
and turned
into growth
or lack
of knowledge
.
listening
.
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.
and the way everything seems dry
humor and hubris
skin and earth
scorched and longing
and the hours
drawn out on the gridlocked page
of a rather unyielding
july
.
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and one small smile
on a too-cool morning
in a garden
already running wild
.
and i am happy to let it run this year,
accepting my lack of control as i’m busy learning new things
and embracing life and loving people.
but we have our moments and we both understand
that we are always here for each other,
even in the midst of so much chaos.
.
living
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.
.
with birdsong and beginnings
.
i sit and listen
palms open
ready to catch
whatever falls
.
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.
in the mishmash of life and survival and love
a delicate queen
holds court for a day
shy and
with the grace
of hidden
subject
.
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Nothing says spring to me like forget-me-nots.
They run rampant through my garden, and I’m happy to let them.
It’s going to be a weekend filled with love.
Mother’s Day and the grandbaby’s birthday.
A weekend to remember, for sure.
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Wishing you a weekend filled with love and memories.
And Happy Mother’s Day
to all the fabulous mothers in my life.
xoxo
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And suddenly it was May and green replaced cold grey
and the world opened up to possibility.
Doors left ajar
reveal a symphony of song
and life being lived
as celebration more than survival
and my heart grows three sizes
every morning.
.
Wishing you a week filled with life.
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