renewed
Nature wastes naught
recalls every dead leaf
that feeds the life of each fresh bud
if past’s ghosts filled her heart’s echo chamber
they would drown out the living beat
of spirit recycled
reawakened
renewed
~
Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Entry posted in poetry & Rictameter Verse.
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Lovely!
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Thank you! So glad you thought so. 💕
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it’s too cold outside to renew … unless you wanna road trip with me to Australia
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Hahahahaha
I am thinking ahead to warm, sunny days. The trip sounds great, but I think that road washed out. Do you have a canoe and oars? 😊
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Lovely poem.
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Thank you, Hélène! 💕
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Thank you for the share! My best your way. 😊
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Yes!!
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Thank you!!! 😊💕
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks for the share, Chuck!
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Both the photo and poem compliments each other so beautifully.
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Thank you, Megha! I often use my photos as prompts for my writing. I am glad you liked the pairing! ☺
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The poetic shape suits the natural cycle …
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Thanks, Dave! I hadn’t thought about it that way, but it definitely does.
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