MargoRoby Stop and Smell That Rose
“…find a site with paintings and sift through until you find the painting that makes your insides relax. Post the painting (with attribution) with your poetic response to it.
I am the green of a hollow vessel
green of aged moss, tender shoots,
a conduit of tinkling moods, floating thoughts
light as a wisp of fog balanced and steady
merging into the stream of notes composed
of letting go, rounding the edges, melting
into the consciousness of God-ness.
georgeplacepoetry by Debi Swim 
Oh, Debi. Goodness. I am absolutely charmed by how gorgeous this is. I especially love:
“a conduit of tinkling moods” 🙂
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Thank you so much, De
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Beautiful!
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This makes my shoulders relax. You definitely fulfilled Margo’s prompt!
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Ahhhh, that’s where it gets me, too. Tight shoulders and then a headache. Thanks Misky
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Now if I could only breath underwater…
Sigh. I tried a small water feature in my home once, but after a while …well just looking out a the creek …which I don’t have to maintain.
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notes composed
of letting go,
Wow…this and the rest…beautiful, Debi.
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Your descriptions here are utterly stunning…..so profoundly peaceful 🙂
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Thanks CC
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Okay, you’re back. Does this poem feel back to you? It is utterly lovely, Debi. I felt as at peace with the poem as with the image.
I’ve read it three times now and like it more with each reading. Beautiful.
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Ah, thanks Margo. I attribute it more to the prompt than anything. But, that did feel good. Crossing my fingers.
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