Thanks for the Words

Thanks for the Words A smudge was reveled in front of two indentations when I moved my reading chair to the opposite corner of my room. My husband was the first to notice Saying he had carpet cleaner that would erase it. I didn’t respond – but knew this smudge couldn’t be erased, one of countless smudges, where feet have rested over centuries. Where I humbled myself as reader, writer, thinker… learner longing for words to express novel ideas, ancient yearnings. What flourished here disturbed previous certainties and riled emotions; upon this smudge I vacillated between elation and exhaustion. Your hard work nurtured my thinking, inspired and healed me. Your words powered my words. You are a part of me, I took your words in, chewed them up, integrated those that enlarged my brain weave of previous learning and values; and swallowed the rest for later expulsion with other unneeded wastes. I marveled at your effective use of words, well-crafted sentences, plots and arguments that were well constructed. I absorbed new ways of thinking and experimented with your skills. And sometimes I laughed out loud as I read you. Every time I placed my feet on the smudge on the carpet and lowered myself into my reading chair, I entered an exceptional place, occupied by your words. The outcome can’t be erased. Thank you. Patricia Bailey, 2020   I started re-reading Ted Kooser’s “The Poetry Home Repair Manual: Practical Advice […]

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The Joy of Aging

The second cup of coffee sipped quietly as the morning light strengthens and we stretch out the stiffness. A leisurely decision about how to spend the day in creative pursuits nary a worrying about time-clocks and meetings. Freedom to choose when mundane tasks are done anytime between now and never. Shared memories with loved ones only to discover that we […]

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Almost Open

Do we have the courage to open our doors to receive the unknown Do we have the courage to extend a hand of compassion with risk Do we have the courage to learn of past sins shrouded in deception Do we have the courage to probe our beliefs pursuing truth and justice   The RDP # 46 – Open prompt […]

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Transition

The fading importance of prior achievements fall golden from trees once productive. Catching the soft autumn light to glimmer their glory or as a finale to what was.   I’ve been doing some reading of books of poetry and some books and blogs on writing poetry. I was excited to read a useful explanation of using metaphors in poetry posted by Björn […]

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