Tag: Poetry
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Remembering Breath: and how much I needed a quiet morning
after days of fuss and stir, after being breathed on and pushed along by ant-hill crowds, in a flurry of hurry move shove bruise— to land. here. washed in birdsong. this sweet, small back and forth. held by the tiny, daily rebirth that is morning. What’s “Remembering Breath” all about? A daily devotion. A reverence…
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Revenge of the muse
a poem a day. what was I thinking announcing it to the world? did enthusiasm or foolhardiness cadge control of my mouth? perhaps this is my muse declaring “Payment due.” for all those inspirations offered and declined. Daily Poem Project 2018 – day 2 © 2018 Tracie Nichols – all rights reserved image credit: Tracie…
Tracie Nichols 