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WHAT YOU’RE CUT OUT FOR

Posted on December 13, 2017 by elainedanforth

You have been cut. Yup. You feel as though you’ve had enough. No shred of oomph to think of triumph and go on, like one of scruff, to do the things you know could make it better. . . So … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged Better, Conflict, Cooperation, Cut, Healing, Help, Identity, Loss, Peace, Purpose, The Unknown, World | Leave a comment

SHE FEELS CRAZY, PULLING PETALS FROM A DAISY

Posted on March 24, 2015 by elainedanforth

I feel a little crazy pulling petals from a daisy, as I oh so long ago was taught– but I’m beyond, “He loves me, and he loves me not. . .”– for, luckily, that one’s an answer I’ve already got– … Continue reading →

Posted in Humor, Poetic Musing (Longer Poems) | Tagged Acceptance, Almost, Answer, Appreciation, As perfect as (one) needs to me, Awesome, Be good, Both, Burning, Burning coal, Cavities, Choosy, Coal, Confidence, Crazy, Custom, Cut, Cut out, Daisy, Dang!, Fake, Feeling, Flaw, Frenzy, Gape, Goal, Gosh!, He love me, he loves me not, Hecka, Hecka good, Hell, Hold my nose, Hold one's nose, Important, Life, Mindless, More, Nooks, Not perfect, Obvious, Occurs, Option, Over-learn, Over-taught, Paid-in-Full, Perfect, Perfectionism, Perfectionist, Petals, Plucking, Proof, Proper, Question, Questioning, Questioning the question, Revelation, Rot, Satisfaction, Shoot!, SIghts set, Solution, Sought, Stand, Stand and gape, Stand and stare, Stare, Suddently, Think, Thought, Tizzy | Leave a comment

THE OUTING OF WISDOM

Posted on October 1, 2014 by elainedanforth

The thing that autumn brings: the soft unveiling of deep wisdom as leaves and other outer forms, seen from without, get wizened, and sounds wane. . . the wary whispers come to reign where did preside loud summer shouts. . … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Summer | Tagged Acceptance, Action, Air, Apex, Autumn, Ballet, Blaze, Bless, Bounds, Bright, Burst, Change, Connection, Cut, Day, Decked, Feet, Form, Fragrant, Groudns, Guard, Hands, Happy, Joints, Kicks, Limbs, Love, Movement, Outing, Persuaded, Pine, Plods, Preside, Reaching out, Reign, Reluctant, Rhythm, Risen, Safte, Seasons, Shouts, Sounds, Space, Stretch, Strewn, Strust, Summer, Trees, Walking, Wane, Wary, Whispers, Whole, Wiggles, Wisdom | Leave a comment

SPRING SO SHARP

Posted on March 17, 2014 by elainedanforth

Spring. . . so green. . . so sharp. . . so fresh. . . it comes up strong the grass grows tall, as its green blood flows and rises to he call, through keen-edged blades that shine back much … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry, Seasons, Spring | Tagged Awakening, Blades, Blood, Climbing, Comfort Zone, Core, Cut, Different, Feet, Flex, Fresh, Grass, Green, Groove, Hairpin, Hoarding, Keenness, Love, Mile, Movement, Normal, Right Left, Rising, Self, Sharp, Shine, Sluggish, Smile, Spill, Spring, Stagnation, Stream, Strength, Style, Sun, Swelling, Taking Sun, The Call, Turned on its head, Turns, Untapped Stores, Upward, Walk, Wholeness, Year | Leave a comment

Tag Archives: Cut

WHAT YOU’RE CUT OUT FOR

SHE FEELS CRAZY, PULLING PETALS FROM A DAISY

THE OUTING OF WISDOM

SPRING SO SHARP

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