Nuances of nostalgia –
jagged edges
succumbing
to unsuspecting cubes
nourishment
moving and opening
I distract
We grapple
under construction
Meaning percolates
This is life
these bits and pieces
of a resurrection
dragons and time machines
ticket stubs
scattered.
(Originally titled, Weaving Bits and Pieces, this was a found poem – the product of collective responses to a prompt. Image my own.)
Meaning percolates… This caught my attention as I was reading. Such a good image!
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An interesting flurry of imagery, VJ. Like a moment in the midst of transitioning.
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Yes. Just like that. Thank you
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The mess and swirl of life, and the amazing anchor points that capture our memory, special feelings stirred in this.
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Thanks Paul.
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your picture captures your thoughtful and well felt words so well VJ!
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“We grapple
under construction
Meaning percolates
This is life
these bits and pieces
of a resurrection”
oh to watch or not to watch tonight. πππ
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I didn’t watch. Anything hopeful?
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I only watched the highlights. Well, it’s clear to everyone but him and then you know… It’s gonna be a long haul. π³
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If it ever happens….sigh
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Such a good image for these words!
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Thanks!
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I particuarly like the last stanza.
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Thanks Liz.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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The image and the poem fit so well together.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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life is all about falling apart, putting it back together, falling apart, putting it back together again, it’s an, endless cycle…
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It sure is!
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