National Poetry Month: Pause 23 of 30

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Pause
Go ahead.

Reset.
Reboot.

Breathe.

Recharge.
Restart.

Unwind.

Renew.
Refresh.

Relax.

Rediscover.
Revive.

Center. 

Revitalize. 
Rejuvenate.

Be.



© Cathy L. Mere, 2021





It's Poetry Friday!  Today's roundup is hosted by Catherine Flynn at Reading to the Core. Stop by to enjoy some poetry and/or leave a link. 



It's National Poetry Month. This year, I selected "CHOOSE JOY" as my One Little Word Phrase. Since I'm on the lookout for JOY, it makes sense to share a poem each day this month about what I find. 


Comments

  1. RuthApril 24, 2021 at 7:53 AM

    And that looks like the perfect place to do all those things!

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    1. CathyApril 25, 2021 at 8:58 AM

      The water is always a good place! So true, Ruth.

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  2. Linda BApril 24, 2021 at 9:45 AM

    I agree with Ruth, looking and 'being' at the water's edge never gets old. I have that one lake I can easily visit & I am a grateful.

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    1. CathyApril 25, 2021 at 9:00 AM

      Yes! I am grateful for the water visits: creek, stream, pond, lake, ocean (all of them!).

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  3. Mary LeeApril 25, 2021 at 7:28 AM

    Yes. I need this poem, this reminder.

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  4. Carol VarsalonaApril 26, 2021 at 11:37 AM

    I will definitely take you up on your invitation to enjoy springtime, Cathy.

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  5. ElisabethApril 26, 2021 at 11:41 AM

    Lovely! I like how the pacing of the poem echoes the sentiments it's expressing. The punctuation and line breaks creating the pauses and the slower pace.

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