Wildflower at heart,
Uncultivated and pure,
Longing for someone near.
Free spirit,
Soul dancing in the wind—
To songs of love,
Once whispered in her ear.
I’m taking a short break from the Alphabet… I guess I’m feeling a little burnout. It was refreshing to do something different. I am not a creature of habit, that’s for sure.
Anyway, I had fun working on some art… another fuchsia transformation. It’s a little more dramatic now—and a lot less pink—and it was the inspiration for my poetry. I hope you enjoyed it! 🙂
Until next time,
Peace & love!
Oh good, I’m glad/relieved you’re taking a break–I was fretting over you 🙂 ❤ Great poem, as usual!
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Thanks Z! All is well don’t fret haha 😄❤
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Okay, dear heart, I’ll stop the fretting 🙂 ❤
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using prompts when useful, incorporating structure when needed, and letting the forms go to follow love when I hear it calling. Wildflowers do that, bowing to the wind. Thank you.
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I like the idea of the alphabet posts and I know how much work and thought can goe into posting with a photo and word. Thanks for being authentic.
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Of thank you Donna! I appreciate that
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Love the photo Janet. And love you doing what feels right! 🙂 It’s all good.
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Thanks Teri!
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Beautiful expression of a free spirit. Many of us desire a little taste.
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Thanks so much! 😄
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This is wonderful. Your poetry speaks for itself. You are a gifted writer!🌸
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Thank you so much!
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