There is a time for everything A time for writing #poetry A time for reading texts about #UkraineUnderAttack A time of people standing up #Ukraine A time of an empire falling #Russia A time of #suffering A time of #freedom
You guessed it. The hashtags. I wrote this for Twitter first. A couple of times, I have done it the other way ’round: Blog first, Twitter later.
It was a beautiful afternoon in the park, writing and sharing with wonderful people. [I still can’t grasp – fully – that I can do this in January.] The prompt was a poem with the title Funeral. The lyrical I asked for a celebration of the happiness and fulfillment achieved.
And I still have not read up on Tarot.
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Twirling in orange
Sacral flows down and up and
Ajna seeing blue
In my writing group on the weekend, the prompt was to look at the painting and write a haiku. If I remember right, this is my first haiku — ever. I asked Jim LePage, and he graciously gave me permission to use his painting on my blog.
If you have the interest, time, and energy to read more of the Just texts you find them in blog order on this website. Please comment on what you associate with them, what you like, what you dislike, what you read in them, how they make you feel …
If you do not follow blogs, which I understand, I also let all know on Twitter and Instagram. See you soon.
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