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I found this recitation by Steve Earle a refreshing and hopeful reflection on how change is inevitable, and that we will survive and even thrive. Hope you like it, too. Please link up a poem today, old or new. We want to read it!
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The beginning of the clip made me roar.
man, I sure hope he's right ~
A most refreshing video, Marian!❤️ Sharing my poem "The Open Door." It's almost time to rush to work, will be back later tonight to read, savor and comment. Happy Tuesday, everyone!❤️
Good morning, friends. I'm sharing something from such distant past that I have no memory of it. Weird. Hope everyone is well and happy!
Who knew? Shit runs downhill ... the war on folk music...cool.
"The only real parent in the playground".........that's a cool line. Very funny begining.
Thanks, Marian.. what a powerful performance.. the forgotten of the potter's field - it gave me chills.
GOOD MORNING TOADS! Another detour into the slag heap of infinity for you today!
Good evening... sharing some blessings in rhyme...
Marion, Bjorn says my link to Toads is broken. Here is another link will you see if this one works? https://fmeoformyeyesonly.wordpress.com/2017/06/25/languages-of-the-wind/
Great job on bringing us together, Marian.
Hello everybody. Sharing a little something about an unwelcome change. Just because I wrote it and I want it to go somewhere, so why not here?
I always seem to follow Rosemary - we must be on the same time schedules - but I am writing of welcome change - for a change!
Marco! I can't comment with G+ but wanted to say I adore your poem.
A bit late, but so happy to be reading and sharing. :)
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