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Spirit Incarnate. . . and other poems in response to the last (and final) Wednesday Writing Prompt

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“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul

The delay in getting this posted for you and the reason for it being the finalWednesday Writing Prompt: I was rushed to the Emergency Department few weeks ago and was not expected to make it through that…

. . . and other poems in response to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt

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“All of us, whoever we may be, have our respirable beings. We lack air and we stifle. Then we die. To die for lack of love is horrible. Suffocation of the soul.”  Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

And this being Tuesday, it’s time to share the responses to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt, Hypoxic Moment,  June 17, which invited poets to share poems about…

To Run, No Chance to Dream . . . and other responses to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt

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“People around the world may be physically separated in pandemic lockdowns, but they are joined in at least one way — many are experiencing vivid and bizarre coronavirus dreams.” Why so many people are experiencing pandemic dreams, Helena Humphrey, NBC News

I’m so engaged by the brave and honest responses to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt,COVID-1…

Surrender. . . and other responses to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt

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“Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you’re there.” Ray Bradbury,Fah…

A Long Day’s Journey Into Montana . . . and other poems in response to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt

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“if i knew what the artist knows, i would surely respond soul and body to the echo of the Ineffable in rough earthy things

i would not fear decay or work left undone i would travel like the river through its rugged, irregular channels comfortable with this life; imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete” Wabi Sabi,Jamie Dedes (inspired by Wabi-Sabi for…

“Saturday” . . . and other poems in response to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt

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“Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.” Edith Wharton, Artemis to Actaeon and Other Verses

The Sun Is In Love With Me

what a morning, good morning burst of apricot, showering light drizzling glee, a child’s laughter if I had to live for just one day it would be this one, morning-glory nodding her bright-eyed blue head and i know, there’s no such thing no such thing as a…

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“Preventing war is much better than protesting against the war. Protesting the war is too late.” Thich Nhat Hanh, Being Peace

Nine poems this Tuesday in response to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt, pulsing peace, March 4, which encouraged poets to write about abstaining from war and conflict while committing to compromise and to unity with and respect for nature…

Sea Fever Again … and other poems to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt

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“How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!” Arthur Conan Doyle, The Sign of Four

Today is Super Tuesday here in the United States. It’s the day that the largest number of states hold their primaries to determine who will be the nominee for the next presidential election. What a relief to…