Awe is the wisdom of sweet sticky handed laughter. Let loose to tumble through doorways of my day. Eyes of wonderful, cherishing new gleam on faces found. Mystery of how this connects to that which we would have never guessed was related. Unexpected sparkles in the corner. © Ali Grimshaw 2021 Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft - Join us at dVerse HERE
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A thoughtful poem to go with a thoughtful image, Ali. It is a mystery of how this connects to that, and who connects to who and what comes of it. A lot of the time connections happen when you least expect it. Hope you are doing well 🙂
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Love those first two lines Ali. A great description of awe. 💜
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Thanks Miriam. Keep shining your light as only you can.
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Love your sparkling fragments ….. Happy Week.
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Thank you, Helen. Wishing you wellness and peace.
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So many others have written dark fragments (including myself) love how you brought in the love and laughter.
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Bjorn, I find it worth my time to seek out the fragments of joy in my day. This is exactly what led to this poem. Yet, I do appreciate all shades of darkness. There is love in loss and learning to be had in the gray spaces. Thanks for reading.
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Yo Ali — I am in the half-sleep insomniac bloom of zolpidem, but I like your work. I will return when I am once again razored out to write a ringing comment! ✌🏼❤️
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No worries. I appreciate that you left such an authentic reply. Take good care
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Haha! your description, the laughter, in the beginning made me laugh out loud…but then the laughter had a taste to it….the mystery…yes…amazing concept, lines to savour…really enjoyed..
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If my words brought you joyful laughter then I couldn’t be happier. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.
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Awe is the wisdom of sweet
sticky handed laughter.
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Thank you for your reflection. Wishing you moments of joy.
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