For FOWC: Thanks and yesterday’s Saturday Mix about opposing forces, and also shared with this week’s Writers’ Pantry. This poetry form is called a sevenling .
Thank you for the absence
Of oppressive heat, of sickness
In my vicinity, of being busy.
Thank you too for the presence
Of friendship over long distance,
Of voices, and to balance them — silence.
Gift of timing comes with everything.
revivedwriter 
I like how this form creates a monostitch–and I love the sense of balance in your piece–nicely penned!
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Beautiful!!!
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There is magic and energy in gifts that come exactly when we need them. I so love that thought. And yes, when things are roughest and the loss runs deepest, seeing what (and who) we still have brews the best sort of balance.
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This sounds like a lovely entry in a gratitude journal. It’s the small things that matter.
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How imprtant it is to talk to each other during a crisis even though you might not meet.
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It’s good to find cause for gratitude, even in dire circumstances.
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The sevenling’s one of my favorite forms, regularly finding its way onto my own blog, and you, here, have NAILED IT. Well done!
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A great sevenling that reminds us gifts come at the time they were meant to.
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You’re welcome! thank you for the greets! Have a great new week!
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This is absolutely stunning! 💝
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A lovely ‘present’ation 🙂
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