
Crumbling.
Sunsets missed.
Hair alight and lighter
Cancel culture, covid clusterfucks
Parents up in arms
Teachers angry and afraid
Florida, where my mother rests
Totally in the dark
No longer afraid. I’m thinking it’s time
To move to New Zealand
To paint or
To clean the brushes for the painter so that he has time, more
Time to find the greens.
Lovely Poem…Thank you for sharing!
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Sadly beautiful Lisa. Thanks for sharing. xo
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each word is a pearl in just the right spot!
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More greens, yes!
This was perfect to wake up to.
Thank you
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Beautiful, Lisa
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this is beautiful. you’ve really captured our crazy world. new zealand, with it’s great leadership, has pretty much conquered COVID. who wouldn’t want to move there?
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Thank you, Ronni. NZ does seem to be the only mature adult in this family of ours.
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Hi Lisa,
Thanks for sharing…a lot of feeling in your post.
Peace,
Pat, sp
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