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Seasons

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Seasons

Escape is futile; timorous effort fades
It’s time again to surrender
Nothing changes until we bend
I step out to howl, with all my ravaged breath
to call them …

RL

How did a year pass in only a day

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A May day surprise

I feel her, knitting our relatives together
The past coming forward, speeding to today / this moment
Eras of generations unfurl; we see you, they wave
We feel you; we’ve always been here


I feel her, still coordinating
Always a planner, a bridge to events
Our grandmothers and grandfathers are here with her
They’re all here for us, talk to them

I feel her

Reva Anne
September 6, 2020
Mother, Grandmother, Daughter, Sister, Organizer

RL

Phoetry is Back, Part 2

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An ode to adventures at home in three lines and a photo, continued…

No longer sunken
Laid to rest in solitude
Rust-worthy pursuits

Skimming the ripples
Decisions, oh decisions
Water or the sky

Due care practised well
Warm welcome upon return
Shrouds begin to lift

It felt tropical
A palm tree in full disguise
Willing to be fooled

Luna is hiding
No, I’m not shy; I’m beaming
Perfectly in frame

RL

All photos by Blog Woman!!!

Phoetry is Back, Part 1

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It was forever since I looked at where I live. I’ve been mostly in the business of adjusting to new normals – again. Still. Look, can we finally just face that we really have no idea what normal really was? A lot of what was normal badly needed the revision anyway. I guess we’re all still working on it.

In the meantime, home commanded my attention. I forgot what an adventure home is…

Home sweet home
Tantalizing dreams
Still fathoms

#Lune
Pleasure sits idle
Labor has punched in the clock
Unlocked and undocked

Memories fill up
Years of crossing my own paths
Storied bridges fade

She accepted it
Cradling the final moments
Inevitable

Planetarium
Setting the spotlight focus
Lunar favorite

RL

All photos by Blog Woman!!!

Wednesday Wins: ‘Cause it’s My Anniversary!

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8 years. I guess it’s safe to assume I made it past that 7 year itch in this relationship. So, am settling into the idea of longevity, along the lines of other such long-time-honored couplings as pen to paper; the word to a press; ink to squid.

What can I say? I have 8 years of thought, ideas. ideals and I’m sure, a drawer-full of plain old crap in this literary bin. I’ve decided to kick off moving into year 9 on the lighter side with a few easy, breezy pleasurable ha ha.s.

So, let’s begin with one quick, deep thought and then onto what amounts to average life ups and downs, with a little input from m’boy.

Yeah. See? Who’s thinking now?
‘Nuff said.

Oh, how we hunger…

Son: Holy! Are those udders??!! Mom: Well, they sure ain’t testicles….

Well, clearly this is a case for coconut oil.

I love that I had to solve this for my brainiac, Dean’s List son. 🙂
Covid 19AD

The required standard PSA

Boomer (according to m’boy) Musical Interlude:

He just wants it all to come together.…
Likely a blogger.

I wonder if they come in black. Getting details from this guy is like pulling teeth.

…and that’s all she wrote, folks.

Many, many thanks to the readers who keep this site active every day despite the long pauses this past year. Anyone who runs any social media page knows this kind of support is beyond golden. My gratitude cup runneth over, but not with the words to convey my full appreciation. Kindness has always left me somewhat speechless and all that I’ve received within this year are no exception. A very soul-level thank you for this.

I hope to be back a little more regularly, but you know, … life… So, until then, keep on keeping safe. See you soon. ❤

RL