What I’ve Learned

The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #243
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com

stand, line, stones, journey, still, cycle,
atoms, source, sky, born, tell, return

Sunday’s Whirligig: Wordle #51
http://sundayswhirligig.blogspot.com/

black, beige, drought, oaks, warblers, branches,
surprise, open, arms, fly, aiming, feeders

Poets United: Poetry Pantry #294
http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/

Photo from the Internet

Photo from the Internet

What I’ve Learned

Took a stand, embraced my journey.
Told my story, with all of its surprises.
Returned to sources with open arms
aiming myself at small atoms of understanding.

Some were like black branches of an oak
tree, reaching for the sky, while holding
colorful warblers who sang in celebration
simply because they were born to do so.

Others were like the beige sand of drought,
a line of heavy stones, forever stilled
without meaning. Unable to fly, they
could feed me nothing.

But, even in those dry cycles, I learned.
Could clearly see what I would never want
to become: a singer without music, a poet
with no words, living in a world

lacking all color.

Elizabeth Crawford  3/20/2016

Notes: It’s been a rough week. My oldest daughter is back in the hospital (third time in two weeks). Turns out she’s been having a series of mini strokes. She is slowly recovering and they’ve adjusted her meds and are doing therapy. Meanwhile, I’ve been struggling with a head cold that doesn’t want to quit. Decided a poem might help settle me down. Got the two word lists, but couldn’t figure out anything. Blank wall. Last night, I took one last look with the notion that I had to at least make one more attempt. Found that first stanza and the words sort of sang themselves into place. Whew! This one is definitely biographical.

I used all of the words in some form. The image is from the internet. I simply like that cocked head and knowing look, it seems really familiar.

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About 1sojournal

Loves words and language. Dances on paper to her own inner music. Loves to share and keeps several blogs to facilitate that. They can be found here: http://1sojournal.wordpress.com/ https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/ http://claudetteellinger.wordpress.com/
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22 Responses to What I’ve Learned

  1. And you have become a poet, mistress of wordsand musicality. I hope your daughter is better soon.

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  2. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    This is such a poignant write. Hope your daughter feels better soon. Best wishes.

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  3. Love and light for your daughter, Elizabeth. I hope she finds joy in every day. We never stop learning and creating. I find the bird somewhat familiar, too.

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  4. Sending healing thoughts your way and for your daughter….this poem sang to me too. The heart of an artist in all of us I think:

    ‘But, even in those dry cycles, I learned.
    Could clearly see what I would never want
    to become: a singer without music, a poet
    with no words, living in a world

    lacking all color.’

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  5. Sherry Marr says:

    A tree full of singing birds….how wonderful. Great image of the line of heavy stones that “could feed me nothing.’ So sorry about your daughter, Elizabeth….and your cold. I am in the same boat, a virus lasting all month. Tedious.

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  6. scotthastiepoet says:

    Beautifully written and delightful, Elizabeth – I especially… especially liked: “a line of heavy stones, forever stilled without meaning.” Terrific stuff… With Best Wishes Scott http://www.scotthastie.com

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  7. annell4 says:

    I am so sorry to hear about the health challenges your daughter is having…sometimes it just doesn’t seem fair at all….but who said it would be? Wonderful write! You did well with all the words, I missed a few, but have given myself permission to do so…have a wonderful spring day.

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  8. annell4 says:

    I don’t know why, but I checked and you site takes me to the wrong blog? Mine is: http://somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com

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  9. This is wonderful and poignant… we do struggle with those words don’t we? I hope your daughter gets better soon…

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  10. This is such a lovely, powerful poem. The need to sing, the absolute need to sing a song of color in a colorless world. Great job, and I hope things start to settle down.

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  11. ZQ says:

    Fading is not within your colors 🙂

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  12. Elizabeth I hope your daughter is better soon and that the meds work wonders for her. I love the message that sings out in your poem. We do learn in adversity as well, what our heart does long for. Beautiful!

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  13. Mary says:

    This really is such an empowering poem, Elizabeth! Yes, even in dry cycles one does learn! Sometimes one has to look back to realize just what!

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  14. Despite your personal turmoil, such great work on this poem, Elizabeth! Good thoughts for you and your daughter.

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  15. C.C. says:

    So much meaning in this…..and it’s not surprising to read that the words “sang themselves into place on the page” because they are so lyrical. I love, “aiming myself at small atoms of understanding”—yes! That is such an important lesson to learn.

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  16. magicalmysticalteacher says:

    I’m so grateful that you tried one more time, and that the words sang themselves into place.

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  17. oldegg says:

    I loved the fact fact you have an unseen muse that nudges you to write. A poet without words is bereft indeed. So glad you were able to pen this with the worry of your daughter still on your mind.

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  18. Glad you gave it another shot. wonderful poem and photo. I hope things get better for your family.

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  19. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) says:

    I pray things will improve rapidiy for you and your daughter Meanwhile, yes – how grateful I am in times of trouble to have the words, the poems.

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  20. Misky says:

    A wonderful poem, and I hope your daughter continues to heal.

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  21. Jae Rose says:

    First of all my thoughts and best wishes to your daughter and yourself – i wish you both full and swift recoveries..yes…we do learn for the brights, the shades and the beige..each has its own quality..adds to our story…valuable hopefully in ways that may later become apparent – i am glad you sang your song of colours

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  22. nature is good.
    birds are fun to watch.

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