me and my big coat ways
sloping into the year ahead
throwing the net forward
for the coming catch
going the way the fish will run
which is all ways
I don't care how cold you feel, winter
you are dead to me from here
for I know of only two seasons:
going forth and drawing in
Thank you January, and goodbye
what will spring yield to us next?
2011
it's practically summer! YAY!! i love
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which is all ways'
nice :)
AND, i can feel it in my bones, this is going to be a great year.
i thought i was 'following' your blog already, i have been reading...oops, am still in the dark abit in this blogging world.
:)
ps, my daughter works at Granny's Chicken
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Thank you Lisa, for the comments and the 'follow'! This space is like a reminder and a challenge to keep my poetry in touch with my life, my days. Which also means it's more vulnerable than I'm used to, so I appreciate the encouragement! I'm pretty good at speaking from the heart, now I want to write from the 'bones' too, since that's more like true inward feeling maybe.
ReplyDeleteAnd so funny about your daughter! I was going to add a disclaimer to this blog when I named it: Granny's Chicken* ... *not affiliated with Granny's Chicken :D