This poem is for Linda Kruschke’s paint-chip poetry (at the last minute again) and is linked to DVerse OLN. Also, I decided at last to write a décima out of this, so I am linking it here. I’m not 100% happy with this, but I just want to get this posted before tomorrow. 🙂 Update: I don’t know what WordPress’s problem is, but it is forcing me to use the unwieldy block editor tonight, so I am having A LOT of difficulty. If the formatting is messed up, that is why.
More often than every blue moon.
But every day requires courage:
Pain like hot lava can ravage,
Or if not now, it might be soon.
A sense of humor is a boon,
An optimistic way to look,
Lovely as a babbling brook,
Whose flowing water makes storms still.
No matter what comes, true self will
Cause peace to shine, strengthen outlook.
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Whatever life throws at us we should try to be prepared, Certainly this year has been a real test of trying to be safe.
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It gives so much peace to read this poem, we accept and let go of things.
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A great poem of optimism and inner strength. I’m gathering a lot of strength from humour these days. Thanks for sharing!
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Positivity Rules!
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Optimism and humor are indispensable: what a gift to share them as you just did with us 🙂
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Great poem. WordPress does the same to me.
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Lovely water therapy here. Letting go, “a babbling brook,
Whose flowing water makes storms still” is such great advice. Thanks.
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A sense of humour is boon …. yes! God knows we need one to survive in times like these. 🙂
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Full of hope. We all need that now. I like the idea of the babbling brook stilling the storm.
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Uplifting share. I specially like this part:
An optimistic way to look,
Lovely as a babbling brook,
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We all need a little bit of optimism to make life better.
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