For the dverse prompt.
I have felt the weight of water, of clouds full of rain, of night sky, starless, black with cloud, of aches in the heart and the head and the bones, of all that we’ve lost, never had, still to do, the weight of the problems that nothing can solve, as heavy as ancient stones still standing, the weight of the sky on their broad backs.
Walking these spring fields
a million green blades bend
spring back unbroken.
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I can feel the heaviness…and the strength to bear it.
Plodding along, but plodding at least.
I tried to leave a comment on your post this morning before I remembered. Now I’ve forgotten what it was…
The least of your worries 😉
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Flexibility is a good attribute. (K)
The shoots survive.
The slim blades of grass do a lovely job of countering the immense weights described and many more. There’s a lovely balance and simple truth happening in this.
Thanks, Chris. Life is simple if we let it be. And let it be.
Vivid imagery, Jane 💙
Thank you 🙂
Reblogged this on Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie.
a wonderful analogy…
Thank you xxx
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I can feel the pressure–and the resilience of the grass.
Nature goes on.
I didn’t do this prompt, but I wrote of the same feelings in my musings yesterday.
It does.
I almost didn’t do the prompt either, posted it and went straight to bed. Yesterday just went so fast.
I’ll get over and read your musings now.
I can’t write at night. 🙂
I’ve never tried. Only writing just before I go to bed (like now) and it’s not any good. Too tired.
I don’t even do it then. Lately once I get off the computer late in the afternoon, I seldom get back on before morning.
The days aren’t long enough. I’ve just come in from dog walking and now I’m going to plant some more seeds until supper time. The weather is too lovely to be indoors anyway.
It’s a beautiful day here–great for walking, but still too cool to be planting seeds.
This is a yo yo period with temperature up and down, rain and sun. It’s going to be colder tomorrow, then warm on Saturday but with rain and possible thunderstorms!
Sounds like spring 🙂
🙂
Lovely!
Thank you!
“Spring back unbroken.” Perfect.
Thank you!
Even knowing that the burden will lift it feels heavy…
A majestic evocation of the effects of pressure. Beautiful write, Jane!
Thank you for the prompt, Frank. It pushed us a bit further than moons/spring/cherry blossom, lovely images though they are xxx
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