The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #263
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bless, only, left, enter, brush, turn,
part, free, plate, cross, post, count
Sunday’s Whirligig: Wordle #74
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scornful, harsh, old, silly, cry, serene,
infant, dreams, senseless, smite, absolution, songs
Poets United: Poetry Pantry #317
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Reflection
ManipulatedPhotograph
by
Elizabeth Crawford
Article of Faith
Perhaps I am in need of absolution?
Forgiveness for singing these old, silly songs,
poems considered by some as senseless.
Ones that seem harsh, just this side
of scornful, while others are serene,
like an infant drifting in milky dreams.
Yet, each one counts as some part of me.
Sign posts marking crossroads, a turning
to left or right on entering new pathways.
Only brushing lightly at certain corners,
while freely diving deeply into others.
Cries of both blessings and sorrows.
Would a loving Deity smite me for following
this path, for nurturing self from this plate
others might find lacking in substance?
No. I don’t believe so.
Elizabeth Crawford 8/28/16
Notes: I have been working for what seems forever, on my Poetic Memoir. Over the past few weeks I’ve been seeing what I hope is the finish line. These two word lists wouldn’t seem to go in any other direction.
The image is a photograph manipulated with a Kaleidoscope App. And I used all of the words.
each one counts as some part of me… so true..each poem does indeed.
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‘nurturing self’…absolutely…”an infant drifting in milky dreams.”…a beauty-dream of a line…
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Yet, each one counts as some part of me.
Sign posts marking crossroads, a turning
to left or right on entering new pathways.
Beautifully reflective ❤
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All part of the journey – if the world were all milky dreams would it become tiresome..perhaps we need harsh and smooth..pebble paths and still waters in order to see who we are and find out what we believe – and no, i don’t think so either
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I think we need to walk our own paths a bit… and if any higher power judges us for doing so, then it should be challenged (and I don’t think so either)
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all turns left or right are eventually determined to be the correct path for they are and will become part of us.
gracias,
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One of joys of life is to sing silly love songs because they are like a flashback to our precious past.
Do we really need to be that serious about life?
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I could so relate to this because I am going through the same questions in my head.
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” milky dreams” – my grand daughter 3 going on 4 tells me she dreams of lollipops and ice- lollies (smiles)
Happy Sunday
much love…
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I don’t believe so either. I enjoyed this.
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I resonate with the cries of blessings and sorrows…………and we do take such nourishment from our writing. It is what we are here to do. I’m glad you are working through to completion of this project, Elizabeth. You inspire me.
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This is an absolutely beautiful poem, full of such great expressions of our search through poetry, and our relationship to it. I really loved this!
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Amazing that word lists trigger poems that need to be written.
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I don’t believe so either–the shadow parts of us are necessary for us to feel whole–this was beautiful Elizabeth
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And I also don’t believe so! 🙂
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An excellent “Article of Faith”
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“No. I don’t believe so.” enjoyed your piece.
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Love the questions. And I believe a loving deity would see the light in creativity and musical devotion.
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Hi, Elizabeth. I love this piece, but your ending is fantastic. So, sorry for the late visit, but I just started back to the prepa and things are crazy.
Pamela ox
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Wow very interesting and though provoking our lives are very different at different times. Thanks cousin
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