Stop clinging to the disbelief
Stop clinging to the grief
What has not happened yet
is no excuse
for doing nothing now

Don’t let me wait too long, Dear One,
It’s time to dry my eyes
Arise from my recline
Put on my coat and go
out into the world

It’s time to live
the questions with no answers
and begin again to practice


I was away from my blog for most of November. I was sad. But it is time to move beyond the sadness and get up to do the work. I am grateful to my blogging friends and the loving women in my writer’s group for inspiring me to get back into the world. Thank you.


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13 thoughts on “Restart

    1. Writing is great therapy, I so agree. I did not write for several weeks, allowing sadness control. Today I have written at least 5 poems! Maybe it is from the recovery of sadness. Thanks so much for stopping by.

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  1. This poem so resonates with me… I guess grief is not something we write about so much as something we write our way through. It’s the difference between going ’round the forest and through it. It is risk… Wonderful.

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    1. Your words are so kind, Lady C. I wrote this as sort of an apology for being so absent from the blog world for a couple of weeks. This grief and its subsequent kick in the butt seemed to need expression. Working through the poem helped me work through the grief. So like you said, writing often helps us go through instead of just going around. Thanks for dropping by.

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