not quite Journaling, week 4
A
well-versed tongue
can
give you wings.
1/10/21: I was going through my old stuff (I will be doing a lot
of that this year), and this poem bit made me think of a recent exchange
with a friend. We were discussing how important (and cleansing)
talking/writing can be. And yes, I also snickered quite a bit at all the extra
interesting interpretations this piece can arouse. 😁
1/13/2021: “An Uncrushed Flower”, crafted after someone told me that
“positivity, in our times, is a nasty and condescending word”. I didn’t argue
with them. Not because I didn’t think they weren’t wrong, but because I don’t
particularly care for wasting my time or energy. I believe that no matter how
hard things get (and goodness knows things have gotten hard for me a time or
13), I’ll always do what I can to find a way to make things better (and
most of the time, I do find a way). Sadly, that isn’t something any person
can teach to another—not if the one needing the learning has already chosen to
dismiss the power of hope, of hard work, of endorphins, and of positive
stubbornness. I hope today is good to you; and if it isn’t, I hope you fight to
make it so.
brew,
sip... sipped!
(a
tasty tea tale
in
winter)
-
for Poets and Storytellers United (Writers’ Pantry #53: The Bicentenary of
Anne Brontë’s Birth).
