On the edge

Being on the edge can be many things, including where hope finds its way in. ✨ Bask in it. ✌🏻 ~ Michele my image, La Jolla, California © 2023 MyInspiredLife

Some rivers run wild and deep

That which gives life             can also take it away Life, a fragile balance between that which attempts to hold our attention             and what we hold, on the inside We learn, if life (or death) does not first consume us,             that we can only hold so much In our bodies, over fifty percent is contained, but …

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Lifeguard on Duty

I am doing fine. I know. You are brave and you are strong, but in currents you can’t see, there’s a riptide that’s stronger than your bravery. I won’t carry you and you won’t drown me; we will both hold on to that which floats and side by side we will conquer the changing sea. …

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Strolling through a Poem

In the mystical mist vision is limited but the possibilities are endless The mist whispers the promise of poets who scribble furiously and endlessly lines that give meaning to living and dying The lovers breathe it in every molecule, a thousand poetry collections every inhale, a tsunami of emotions Merging and morphing blending and believing …

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Shake things Up

Shaken for several generations Longer than any of us can remember Always the same scene captivating A final shake made the globe break Familiar scene fractured predictability shattered Magic poured out into the streets Some cried over the loss of same Others rejoiced We are free! Once made, snow globes never change. Unlike the big, …

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Superstition Mountain

Outlined in the distance, its powerful presence has been a vision to admire, even worship; not a painting I thought to fold myself into, especially when the setting sun transforms the mountain of stone into a majestic goddess. From my knees, I would praise, but never once have I thought myself worthy of such magnificence. …

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you have arrived

You made it! (I am elated) I hope you brought your appetite! Let me look at you. Oh, what a beautiful sight! Let me take your bag. Hope it's light to carry and free of worries. Have a seat, next to my orange tree, under swaying bulbs burst from flowers, fragrant. There’s a chill in …

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from the Trail

morning tug of war a primordial mind pulling me down where it is safe, and the space is warm the seeking mind ultimately wins pulling me toward a path that pushes air through my lungs, blood into my legs, and thoughts into my waking brain …………………… How many times I’ve passed him I’ve lost track …

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His Hands

His hands sparked a fire that changed the horizon feet that once stumbled in the darkness made swift and spirited by the glow cast from red hot sparks His hands built ovens that pumped air and purified ore a lone artist on the edge of civilization he transformed blazing metal into purposeful and beautiful His …

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Poetry Outside (a special spotlight)

Poetry Outside by Linda Stecker i. Let there be poetry. Outside the fruit tree leaves are browning, struggling to live in the heat where I've neglected them. Inside I stay cool but I am struggling too; dehydrated, unconnected. ii. The birds only come to get their seeds. When the food is gone, so are they. …

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