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Day 6      Waste    Love flows an emotion unstoppable yet anxious in search of fertile ground warm arms  Hidden by early April snows Spring remains unable to take root as Gaia struggles her lifeblood purged    splashed    wasted sumped seasonal from the base washed away over frozen surface  Heart pu...

I'm catching my breath, Indar, and wiping a tear... beautiful writing... I have no words.........

floating................ lifted............. lighter than air........... visual, sensual  

An ekphrasis, an ekphrastic verse - just looked it up, learned something.  Wonderfully done, woven around the hands.

day 5 What I know The young man, disillusioned, asked  “What is truth?   I don't believe anything anymore.   They are all whores to money and power.   Don't know what to think.   Don't know what is real.”  Well, young man, here's what I know: I know good I know bad I know happy  I know sad I know p...

I agree with Tracy.  Parenting and Grandparenting, similar but different.  You capture it well.  

Ha - good one Gyppo !!!  I had to restrain myself as I was write this...  Basin Boogie comes to mind... as does the Mashed Potato and the Turkey Trot.......... bet we could go on ad nauseam  

Thanks, Tom.  Guess I misinterpreted Tracy's comments.

Day 4 Snowdrops   Acknowledging Joe's birthday the Snowdrops emerge from their winter crypt newly exposed to the giver of life forming their bells seasonally white delicate chancing the vagaries of early Spring in this part of Maine known as South Finland.   Time marches inexorably onward - denying ...

Snowdrops   Acknowledging Joe's birthday the Snowdrops emerge from their winter crypt newly exposed to the giver of life forming their bells seasonally white delicate chancing the vagaries of early Spring in this part of Maine known as South Finland.   Time marches inexorably onward - denying aging...