Thursday, September 11, 2014

the need to weed










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Natubico





Life's changes continue to unfold 
without reference to the desires of my heart. 
Plans feel mired
 unkempt. 
I suppose i could weed a bit, 
but i like the feel of the grasses
 high up on my thigh as i wade through them--

just a bit of sun behind them.

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Audrey Howitt 2014
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4 comments:

  1. Stacy M.S.September 24, 2014 at 5:41 PM

    i love the image of walking through a field of tall weeds...tickling my thighs, the sun falling across my shoulders like a hug from an old friend.

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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  2. annell4September 28, 2014 at 5:56 AM

    This year I gave up, pretending to be a farmer or gardener. It is said, we call plants weeds, because we really don't know them, now I welcome them. Nice pice.

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  3. Susie ClevengerOctober 2, 2014 at 8:47 PM

    Change comes...I like the idea of leaving its garden full of weeds...great write

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  4. UnknownOctober 5, 2014 at 5:01 PM

    I love the simplicity of vision and the story of the mind, as it unfolds. Nice! :D

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