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Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -- over and over announcing your place in the family of things. -Mary Oliver

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well what is there to dream about anyways? all that is left to do these days is dream, about what the world was and what the world could be, yet meanwhile it is there all along anyways, birds building nests and the sun laughing at us. #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #writerslife #poetryproject #poetsofig #wordporn #poem #writer #writerscommunity #spilledink #instapoet #poemoftheday

just a reminder to let it go like a bunch of dried out pine needles. . . #poetry #poetryislife #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #writerslife #poetryproject #poetsofig #wordporn #poem #writer #writerscommunity #spilledink #instapoet #poemoftheday

a short poem for your sunday morning. the font is a size smaller but i think that's what we need going into a new decade. . .👨‍💼👨‍💼👨‍💼👨‍💼👨‍💼👨‍💼 .🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃 .🌲 . #poetry #poetryislife #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #writerslife #poetryproject #poetsofig #wordporn #poem #writer #writerscommunity #spilledink #instapoet #poemoftheday

i'm never going to write another poem until it has incubated for at least two weeks. #poetry #poetryislife #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #writerslife #poetryproject #poetsofig #wordporn #poem #writer #writerscommunity #spilledink #instapoet #poemoftheday

i found a notebook from two years ago. sometimes i wonder why i write anything at all, but i suppose if some words take two years to ripen then what do i know about anything at all. two years ago i was ready and open and making mistakes as soon as each day was peeled open. now only leaves whisper and peal as they shudder themselves free. - #poetry #poetryislife #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #writerslife #poetryproject #poetsofig #wordporn #poem #writer #writerscommunity #spilledink #instapoet #poemoftheday

A short poem for this cracked open Sunday. I tried to distill you, first to one word, then two, and settled instead on the click. #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity #writing #writersofinstagram #itsnotyouitsthesenseofitall

invrsrdssqrd in Poems December 16, 2017December 16, 2017 32 Words

seriously sally

along the line of
whispering frosted branches

a set of chickadees
harmonizing in each other

my great aunt used to say
they were plotting to overthrow us all

with what, sally?
love?

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