For Sunday’s Whirligig: Wordle #94
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slip, well, grief, turning, place, breathe,
source, glimmering, coins, thrown, something, still
For The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #282
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water, sense, peak, draw, blue, wake,
circle, singe, ribbon, stitch, shrill, become
For Poets United: Poetry Pantry #336
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Call to Resistance
Senses stilled in this place of grief,
awaken only slowly. Watch glimmering
coins of hope, thrown into wishing well,
slip silently into blue water. Seeking
source of easier breathing, become
something that will turn new page.
Will not singe fingers, but allow them
to stitch together a circle of genuine caring.
Calm shrill call to violence, by drawing a path,
a ribbon-like trail that leads to the peak
of this experience we choose to call
Freedom for all.
Elizabeth Crawford 1/15/2017
Notes: Image is a photo taken at the Botanical Gardens. I used all of the words.
Soul's Music 
Love the mood of that opening line!
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We cannot win freedom without losing something and more often than not it is the lives of loved ones, which is why it is so precious as it is their gift to us.
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Calm shrill call to violence, by drawing a path,
a ribbon-like trail that leads to the peak
of this experience we choose to call
Freedom for all.
These lines made me hold my breath.. so powerful!
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There is a sense of purpose here..so tightly woven that the stillness feels undefeatable – the answer to the chaos and the noise
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“… Watch glimmering
coins of hope, thrown into wishing well,
slip silently into blue water. Seeking
source of easier breathing, become
something that will turn new page.”
Drawn to the water, the womb, the safe place of beginnings, its is here that fresh new springs of beginnings are meditated
much love…
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There’s a seriousness in this “ribbon-like trail,” not the deadly seriousness of the damagers but a loving, attentive and engaged one: that there may be “freedom for all.” Amen.
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I can see those coins of hope, slipping into blue water. Beautiful, Elizabeth.
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I really like this: “but allow them
to stitch together a circle of genuine caring”
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This works well as a call for resistance. Very timely these days.
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“stitch together a circle of genuine caring” Ah yes, thank you, that is resistance indeed! Resist cynicism and arrogance and fake fronts of folly.
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Ah, yes, we need to turn a new page. Lovely, Elizabeth 🙂
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Great argument!
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I do admire the way you weave such a random selection into something that hangs together so well.
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This is what is needed in my opinion, I worry about the future.
to stitch together a circle of genuine caring.
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I love, ‘the coins of hope slipping into blue water.’ Like our freedom washing away.
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“Senses stilled in this wake of grief, awaken only slowly.”
Stated like someone who has experienced this.
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Very smoothly floating along, easy for the tongue to sing along!
Hank
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Beautifully done!
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The call to resistance is stong and it is time…bkm
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