Posted in introspection, poetry, writing

One Morning

One Morning  I found the real poem in the silence, the moment between songs that sits in the lungs like held breath.  I could write about the shape of the clouds, the gray cascading over the awakened sun as I drove to work that morning.  Could write about the internal reaction to the scene, the music speaking to me, me singing,  the release at the final beat.  But I don’t need to write it;  analyze the living of it with overwrought introspection, forcing words to rehash  something no one else witnessed.  Instead, I move on.    —Leanne Rebecca

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Take My Hand

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