My Leaky Heart: Recent Episodes
@fhaedra aka Margaret Lonsdale
Short pieces inspired by Twitter prompts and other thoughts while sleeping quiet under an open rainless summer sky.
Here you will find no particular pattern but for the one connecting humanity and human experience of the ordinary moment.
A goodbye from youthful life surrendered. Gratitude from a shared moment of joy. Recognition of flaw. Acknowedgment of the perilous position of a newcomer. Encouragement to inhale all that life gifts us. Joy of the pause.
We are alone, yet we observe others even in solitude.
We meet. Events emerge. Come together. Then part.
In the North Country, there are lonesome places of wonder. You can imagine there, in the silence. Beauty shines as you walk between the sunlight looking for a way in between the pines.
Poems without titles. One prose poem with a title.
Dream. Ideas. Images. Musings. Poetry. Remembrance.
What do we reflect upon during long hours and days of solitude? Do the subjects we select to dwell upon become the themes of our existence? Is that existence defined by despair or hope or something not yet named?
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