This year the plague came
and I blamed the wind
for carrying destruction
and I blamed the sun
for its ineptitude
and the rain,
no friend of mine,
only served to drown
my expectations.
Lockdown
and social distance
masks and antiseptics
how was a soul
to survive?
Pushing 2020
out the door
certain relief
would follow
but change is not
a date on the calendar
a release of circumstance
I turned inward
faced the gloom
and found a spark
forgave the weather
the virus, the news
In 2021, I woke up…
(For Reena’s Exploration challenge: I woke up in 2021… Image my ow
Wonderful, VJ! Filled with hope!
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Thanks Susi!
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You’re welcome! π
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Thanks for sharing
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
I woke up …… by VJ Knutson
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change is not
a date on the calendar
a release of circumstance
Brilliant lines! Thanks for joining in, VJ!
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My pleasure, Reena. Thank you.
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Love this inward looking verse! We seldom use the inner reserves we have.
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True. Thank you.
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You are welcome.
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Perfect ending… more of the world will hopefully wake up as well.
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I sure hope so. Thanks Lia.
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Ah, we do have to look within to find the light, the momentum to keep going and make what we can of life!
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Absolutely. Waiting on ‘other’ seldom cuts it.
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Your poem serves as a good reminder that I need to wake up to 2021 because I didn’t expect change with the new year. You’ve given me a lot to think about.
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Glad to be of service, lol.
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I really liked how you laid out 2020 then turned inward and found that spark. Then ‘woke’ up in 2021. I felt hopeful by the end of your poem. Thanks.
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Thank you, Sarah. Hope you are finding your spark in these times.
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It’s beautiful
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Thanks.
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With pleasureππ»ππ»ππ»
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Change is not a date on the calendar – well put, VJ!
In the US for sure, likely global, 2021 is a period of transition extending from 2020. I hope, hope, hope to live till better times prevail. Waking up to reality is not comfortable … but essential to progressing …
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I just said to Ric last night: “In these strange times at least we have something to wake up to”, meaning that the news and circumstances are constantly changing.
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Perfect picture to go with your beautifully penned poem! The picture of the bird makes it seem like you were writing out it’s thoughts! π β€
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Thanks Deborah. The chickadees always remind me that joy is possible.
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Welcome! π β€
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Yes! That must be why I always get so excited to see one outside my window.
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