Why be safe and do the norm when you’re pushing daily like for 30 poems in 30 days (or perhaps the 100/100 I keep thinking I really want to aim at).
This is a short poem with a dream attached, collaged words on a collage picture cut from a magazine and …collaged!….. into my journal.
And that’s my offering for the day.
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Ah! I think we forget about the whispering grass, stones, and trees–especially when we live in towns packed so close together. That’s why since Ian was little we walk down the sidewalk to the cottonwood tree to give it a hug. 😉
Made me both smile and feel a moment of sadness reading “…easy to overlook” because that is such a loaded statement. We feel overlooked. We overlook things. On and on….your art is so strong. Wonderful “poem” for today. Always provocative…..