Dancing Echoes

Beats Stumbling Around in Silence


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Mothers

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A uniting force
Keeping mewlings safe and sound
Neighborhood mothers

While I was lucky to have been raised by an incredible mother, I was also privileged to have grown up in a neighborhood of warrior mothers. I had a sense of a sound safety net. That I would never go hungry. My skinned knee would be immediately doused in Bactine in front of whichever house I crashed my bike. A snow day meant making the rounds of homes for hot chocolate in between hours of sledding or skating. Some mother was always looking out for me -or relaying inappropriate behavior if warranted. Born during the depression, that generation of mothers had a rough childhood so they made sure we didn’t. Almost all the warrior mothers of my childhood are gone now as that generation fades into fond memories.

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge: Mothers.


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Clearing

As the two of us stand
Side by side
Having explored
The highest peaks
To the lowest valleys
The mist finally clears

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #174: Valley


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Bend

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Quivering orchid
Bending under tender touch
Hijacks my desire

In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #162: Bend and Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Carpe Diem #1548 orchids (ran) (classical kigo)