Life’s Promise

If only I could bloom a rhapsody,
gentles river song for sound…

will remember your promise –
respect another soul,
honour their life,

that between each beat
emotion felt, true music,
innocent but strong

thanking your lift,
favouring the gift –
seek its fill.

(Fridays are magnetic poetry.  Play online. Featured image from personal collection.  Design available on Redbubble, KnutsonKr8tions.)


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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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      1. I took a little breathing space from the WordPress conversation. Feeling refreshed & recharged. It’s wonderful to be back with my WP family talks, especially with my Southwestern Ontario neighbours aka VJ 💖

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