Aging Poetically

 

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I don’t think of myself as a poet.

But, sometimes a casual observation, or a mood, or a particular event wakes me from the

bus-i-ness….

of the day and I feel a bit more aware of the life I am living.

I am finding that I look forward to the moment that will be the “keeper”.

The moment I can later capture in a few words.

Scribbling, rambling, sketching with words, I explore the thought or the image— much as my friends who are artists do with “quick sketches” during the course of a walk.

I would love to have you join me in writing a poem a day…or a week.…

Life lived consciously feels so much livelier! Please do share your “keepers”! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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