“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." –Chaucer
I need to find the grace of solid things,
wood, glass, stone;
to go below the surface,
for a unique song
locked away long ago by
water, earth or fire.
What the mind conjures,
free-floating and insubstantial,
needs balanced by solid things
that share their compositions
only when seduced by humility.
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seeking sublime surrender
“The lyfe so short, the craft so long to lerne." --Chaucer
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
In happiness my words I lack, in grief they overflow.
Audrey Dawn
Creative Nonfiction & Poetry
by Kelly L
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE
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“Solid things that come alive
when plucked by a humble hand.”
Beautiful lines from a beautiful piece of writing.
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Such passion
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