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With Joy




I keep stealing things
from the trails

Sometimes, a prickly pinecone I take
or maybe a freshwater shell

More often, sprigs of native plants;
glossy evergreen Cocoplum,
white flowering Marlberry

I try to root in my garden;
when they're lucky, neighbor's Columbian tunes
sing, growth encouraging.

Most of all, I lift images,
sights and sounds,
moods and tones

For self nourishment
and poems.

I clutch my notebook, excitedly;
cherishing, all the way home


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  • Andrew the Great
    March 7

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    This is a really clever piece of writing. Thank you so much for sharing this with us all here. I'll try and catch some more of your work!


  • Tqop
    March 7
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    Very beautiful poem.

    Thanks for sharing.


  • pop123
    March 6
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    Thankyou for entering. I liek your poem.
    Best of luck.