There is something in the thoughts and shared writings of my friend Bert at who is bert that inspires me to write poetry. His writings pull words out of me in combinations I’d never before conceived and I am filled with joy by the process and my finished work. Bert’s silent share 127 made me sit up late last night to write, when a moment before I was close to slumber. Thanks again Bert.
My Small Surrenders 
beautiful …
smells have memory too …
i was reminded of early childhood, 4-5 years,
when discovering the smell of freshly mixed oranges, just the other day.
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Beautifully creative poem! I think this is the first poem I’ve seen you write. I love it. I can see your desire to reach outside of your pain in this.
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Thank you!
The pain and all the medications have limited my ability to write poetry as often as I used to, but this blog and the connections I’m making – including with you – have been opening space for me to create.
If you’re interested in reading more, I have written some other pieces here. You should be able to find them under the category ‘Poetry’
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