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The Plight of Progress

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We are encouraged to climb
Ascend to perfection
To cerulean skies, cumulus clouds
Where reality resembles
A third grader’s painting
In primary colours

This is footing for fools
Surety snaps in an instant
Like brittle branches of the oak
And still we fall gracefully
Earthbound by the weight
Of our own hesitations

Then how does hope grow
In ancient shadows
Of deadwood and doom?
By the healing embrace of the sun
By the beckoning call of the moon
One does rise up

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  1. Mish this is beautiful! And by the way I think it fits in with the March topic (How does one find peace in daily life?) over at Artists 4 Peace…nudge, nudge…if you want to send it in 🙂

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  2. Sure, I will send it in! Thanks, Melanie! 🙂

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  3. Very uplifting to read ~ I admire these lines best:

    By the healing embrace of the sun
    By the beckoning call of the moon
    One does rise up

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  4. i could do with the healing touch of the sun…smiles.
    is our footing ever sure? things change so fast…and yet we hope
    and climb…love the description as well…like the primary colors of a 3rd grader….
    ha.

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  5. we fall and get up again – and fall and get up again… and hey… sometimes we just HAVE to paint in primary colors as that’s almost as good as the sun’s gentle touch… smiles

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  6. I would love some primary colors and some climbing… Too grey to even consider that climb at all. Maybe a way to feel young again.

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  7. What a lovely way you ended the poem… although these took the cake for me:
    “Where reality resembles
    A third grader’s painting
    In primary colours”
    Stunning!

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  8. I like how your poem can be read literally but also spiritually. We are so often limited and hampered by our own hesitations we certainly kill our creativity and talents.

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  9. A deeply felt poem here…..and I like the optimistic ending. We all need to find a way to rise up…..

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  10. lovely. Like how you come full circle from “We are encouraged to climb” to “One does rise up”…even if there is a bit of falling in between

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  11. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)

    They sound so nice – the healing embrace of the sun and the beckoning call of the moon!

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  12. By the healing embrace of the sun, By the beckoning call of the moon – indeed, this does heal us. I wish I could wrap my arms around that pine tree and just stand there for abit. Good and full of hope.

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  13. biggerthanalasagna

    Beautiful! I love love love the last stanza. I like the idea that the moon is beckoning.
    -heidi

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