some poems that have flowed out of my nib pen lately as I practice my left handed handwriting
11/14
Along Together
And we walked along in these woods, together,
along the path that few had chosen before,
the path was not well marked and at times
the ground was unforgiving,
the stones were sharp against our feet,
but on we continued
for we were together, after all
and there will always be stones
along any path
11/15
The Broken Shell
I went to the ocean and
brought back a shell
There were so many
but I did not have to choose
the ocean delivered it to my feet,
but then I decided it was for me,
and that, was a choice, indeed
(fragment on a drawing) :
Upon this Earth we stand
for this we are given
and take forward
Clifden Castle
Oh to see those halls, to sit in those stones, once more
although, in truth, I have never been
yet these words
they echo through
the empty windows of the photographs
11/16
With Wonder
I wondered
and that was the key to it all -
that simple act, so easily overlooked
and yet without it
where would we be?
A world without wonder,
itself a thought unfathomable without the very deed -
and at that musing,
I was amused again
at how wonderful it all can be
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