Poetry Month: The Awakening 5 of 30




Thanks to Margaret SimonLeigh Anne EckMichelle HaseltineLinda BaieJulieanne Harmatz, and Kevin Hodgson for giving the final push.  We are linking using the hashtag #digipoetry.  I have to also thank my everyday poetry mentors Mary Lee Hahn & Amy Ludwig Vanderwater.  They continually inspire me.  You'll find more poetry on the sidebar. 


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  1. Yes, that's it exactly. I don't go to sunrise service any more, but watched on TV this am. It is in a beautiful place in the foothills called Red Rocks (a concert venue built into the hills) Your poem would fit there beautifully,Cathy.

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  2. Oh, this poem gives me so much hope...and the world IS waking here. I just moved a big rock that was in the way of the tulips. Such lovely words...

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  3. When I walk in the morning, I see all the trees turning green and the flowers blooming. Our azaleas are getting ready to burst open. I've seen the deer and fox enjoying the warmer mornings. It is definitely a time of everything waking up. Of course, here it means the dreaded pine pollen has returned. I almost need to wear a mask when I walk because it just comes through the air in waves..

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  4. So amazing to watch the world awakening. Greens and pinks and purples and yellows, after all that brown and grey and white of winter. Thanks for capturing it for us!

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  5. I am looking forward to seeing green all around us!

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