Flowers of what is pollinated
by bees of what might have
been. Mundane afternoons married
to evenings of TV and ringtones
that have forgotten how to ring.
An old journal reminds her
it’s not too late
to resurrect a dream or lost
shimmer, to right her caddy-corner
heart left askew by
a lover’s hands. She grasps
for the notes under air,
leaving the past to glide
past and out the door.
She bows to the cartography of light
and presses the guidebook to
her chest. Knowing it’s time
to rise and go, to spiral out
into the unmoored and unknown.
-Tosha Michelle
wow – so creative words, lines, this is one of the greatest musical clips…
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Thanks so much. Merry Christmas xx
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i agree
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❤️
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Nice poetry – pairs well with that great photograph.
Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks for reading
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“Mundane afternoons married
to evenings of TV and ringtones
that have forgotten how to ring”
I actually read it out loud as it had such a wonderful rhythm.
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Thanks a bunch
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“Flowers of what is pollinated
by bees of what might have
been.” Good God what a stellar line. I’ve surely missed your brilliance
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Thanks so much
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Do you remember me? I changed my name from justruminating. I’ve been gone nearly a year, probably don’t. That’s ok, great to see your mind is still shining
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I do remember you. Of course and Merry Christmas xx
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Merry Christmas
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❤️
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Wishing your family peace and love at Christmas and always.
Ryoma.
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Thanks so much. Wish the same for you
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nice one.
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Thanks 🙏
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This is so beautiful! The imagery is out of this world! Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks so much. Happy Holidays
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Happy Holidays to you too!
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Thanks 💕
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thanks. Merry Christmas
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You are very graciously welcome, and may YOU have a great Christmas.
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Hope you had a good one
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It was good. Hope YOURS was great.
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Yeah, it was nice
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So touching
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Thanks 😊
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“To right her caddy-corner heart…” Perfect description of a heart afraid to open up again. I’ve been there myself….too many times. Truly loved this poem! Merry Christmas Tosha!
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Thanks Melissa. Merry Christmas xx
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Great rhythm. Quite liked the band too; Queen meets the Stones.
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Thanks. Hope you all had a merry Christmas
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We did indeed. How could we not, with it being our first together?
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Awww. Good point. So happy for you all
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This was a wonderful and wistful piece!! Really loved your last line – out into the unmoored and unknown!!!
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