time imposes the cure or despair waiting to be healed or broken departures and arrivals the distance hurts the soul going and coming at each far end a lone heart reckons time
a photo prompt for today’s tanka tuesday. i’ve chosen a nonet to go with this pretty image.
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A beautiful and insightful poem, Elizabeth. Your words are so pertinent to the uncertain times we’re living. ❤
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Hi Vashti, really uncertain times, and adaptation. I went back to work this week, any it’s like we are stepping in another world.
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Always so much trepidation in any travel… even or especially one’s own mind.
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Yes, the mind travels are the most troublesome journeys!
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Reblogged this on Where Genres Collide Traci Kenworth YA Author & Book Blogger for all Genres as well as craft books and commented:
Nice.
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thanks 😊
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You’re welcome, Elizabeth!
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Wonderful Elizabeth.. out life is very to and fro…as you say from places, people and experiences.. x
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thanks dear 💙
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A very insightful poem, Elizabeth. It describes the journey of life itself.
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Yes, our going and coming from places, from people…
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Coming and going… I like the existential discussion of not knowing where the path leads… that’s so expressive, Elizabeth. ❤
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Thanks, Colleen! It’s exactly my feeling!
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Very cool!
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thanks, jane!
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I enjoyed your analysis of the journey.
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Thanks, Jane!
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🙂
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