Six months into your sentence, and still you hang on. Grapes are long gone. Lazy summer days are just a snapshot in a drawer. Long cold nights stretch interminably, yet here you are, refusing to let go. What belies your brittle, what glues seam to stem? Do you have Counsel with power to pardon? Do…
Six months into your sentence,
and still you hang on.
Grapes are long gone.
Lazy summer days are just a
snapshot in a drawer.
Long cold nights
stretch interminably,
yet here you are,
refusing to let go.
What belies your brittle,
what glues seam to stem?
Do you have
Counsel
with power to pardon?
Do you have
Representation
to plead your case?
Do you have
eyes
to see past judgement,
secret stored wine to
sing yourself brave?
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“Sing yourself brave’ ; love that line.
Thank you! Sometimes singing helps out in more ways than one….
Haha. I woke up down today. You\’ve cheeerd me up!
Thanks Katherine! You’re braver than you think – and your singing is WONDERFUL! (I have good ears…)
Wonderful!
Thanks Peter! 🙂
Very nice indeed.
Thank you Rob. We need courage to live well – and can have a huge impact on the courage of others as we make brave choices…
True courage isn’t the lack of fear. It’s the willingness to act in spite of it. Hmm, now I’m afraid!
🙂 I love that definition. Being afraid doesn’t mean you lack courage….
You are remarkable. Your words always bring such lessons and a new perspective of seeing nature. Thank you!
Wow – thanks! You humble me. Isn’t it amazing that mere words can evoke so much? No wonder we need to learn to use them wisely…
No doubt. You are a wonderful teacher.
You’re not so bad yourself! 😉
Thank you, sweetness.
I love the courage and determination that is inspired here in your poem. It is truly amazing how some leaves and people hang on through all sorts of storms… I guess it depends of our source of “glue”. Nicely done, Melody!
Blessings ~ Wendy
Does it ever, Wendy! Thanks! 🙂
I used to think that I would wait until all the leaves fell and then rake but there were always enough that kept holding on to make that a poor plan. I like the use of that metaphor. But still, why do they hang on?
To annoy the rakers…. 🙂
Love the phrase, “sing yourself brave”–it’s a lot like “preach yourself happy”!
True! 🙂
The scene is a little bit gloomy but the battle still on and she will stay up till sping.
Very nice image and text.
Thank you so much! 🙂
I loved the tenacity in this one and it flowed so well! Thanks, Melody!
Thank you Debbie! 🙂
Ah! I like this so much.
Thank you Gwen. Oops – my apologies that your comment slipped through without a response. Better late than never??? 🙂
I have a similar conversation each time a see a leaf hanging on. You captured it so clearly. Go leaf, go!!
Exactly! 😉
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