Thursday, September 11, 2014

the need to weed

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Life's changes continue to unfold 
without reference to the desires of my heart. 
Plans feel mired
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


  1. 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

  2. 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.

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

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


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