Is she watching us?
For the Daily Prompt: suspicious.
Taken in 2006. Oh, were they having fun.

For Wordless Wednesday, from 2006.
For the Daily Prompt: lecture.
My daughter and her class finishing with kindergarten.
My daughter loving the earth and sky.
A picture of me and my sister in early 2012, about 6 weeks before she died.
Some days are about longing.
There is a door, so I submit this to Norm2.0 Thursday Doors.
For Norm 2.0’s Thursday Doors.
My doors to sacred are outdoors and music and loving friends and family.
We were practicing a Requiem. A door into grief and comfort.
For the Daily Prompt: finally.
Patrick Rubida took the photograph, used with permission. I put up the hearts.
I am failing to forgive
I am succeeding in forgiving
The people that I have let go
I have forgiven
I do not plan to see them again
They have hurt me grievously
They have had time and time, years
to contact me and to listen
They choose not to
I let them go
I am tired of being hurt
They have no remorse nor kindness
It is the people that I hold on to
Some hope that they are loving
Some hope that they will listen
Some hope that they won’t believe the stories
They still hurt me grievously
They do not answer and make no move
Listening loving healing
I have to let them all go
And then I can forgive
Beloved, I want to forgive
And there is no reconciliation
When no one will listen
For the Daily Prompt: finally.
My poems start with a problem, an idea, a worry. I never know where it will go when I start. This poem started with wanting to leave in a positive way and started with the title. So how could I leave but leave with kindness? And what would I leave?
So it is a song. And should include sign language, I think….
I shall leave you
I shall leave you with a song
I shall leave you with music
I shall leave you with a picture
I shall leave you with voice upraised
I leave you with a song
I leave you with music
I leave you with a picture
I leave you with voice upraised
I leave you a song
I leave you music
I leave you a picture
I leave you voice upraised
I leave a song
I leave music
I leave a picture
I leave voice upraised
leave a song
leave music
leave a picture
leave a voice upraised
a song
music
a picture
a voice upraised
song
music
picture
voice
song
For the Daily Prompt: meager.
I think my heart is too small to hold this beauty for long. It rushes off to other things. “Come back,” I say, “stay here….”
Home to the Longette!
Intelligence that is not artificial: we are real.
BLIND WILDERNESS
in front of the garden gate - JezzieG
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Or not, depending on my mood
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imperfect pictures
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