NaPoWriMo 2020: Day 19
Each of us
is but a bud,
tethered loosely
to a fragile stem.
Yet, rife
with a greening need
to grow,
to learn.
Alone we may
shrink, even tremble,
yet together,
we give voice
to the wind.
Elizabeth Crawford 4/19/2020
Notes: This is not one of my templates. It was created by Marc Bove and his site may be found here: http://www.mandalarbre.com/ It was Marc’s designs that got me involved in coloring geometric patterns and eventually led to my own process and the deep desire to find a way to create my own. Thinking about all of that made this write both simple and easy.
Wonderful, my friend. Keep on giving voice with your wise poems.
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Beautiful, giving voice to the wind! I can feel it, blowing away all my cobwebs.
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Wow. That blows my cobwebs away, Elizabeth. Thank you.
Love,
Pamela
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That bud metaphor..yes.
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