Wednesday, September 30
Shadow

other

other

rough, cold dormancy
nurtures form into life
sunshine and freezing rain
in the tundra where
weed and rose are
equally nourished

Shalom,
Terri

In response to a prompt from Poetic Bloomings

P.S.  When I was writing this, I was thinking of those we call terrorists and the rest of the world.  Weeds and flowers.  And sometimes it depends on what your perspective is regarding what is a weed.  My lizard loves dandelions, so we love dandelion season at my house while the world roots out dandelions as weeds.  Then the news that Bin Laden was dead came.  It was quite startling and unnerving to felt that connected to thoughts of terrorism at the same time this happened.  I will be reflecting on it for quite a while.

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