emptying out and opening up: so many pieces / times / angles
the way we looked / i cooked / the thank-yous
puzzles from a different box / stage / wonder
wild as the past unfolding / surprising / refreshing
never again and always
forward boxes still to come / fill / empty
pictures to fade as memory turns / darkens / switchmisses
mirror as the sun sets / rises / guesses
to let go and not to carry / to have but not to hold
leave the dust and catch the light / brush off and keep what shines
but rust and pages bleached with age tell stories to be mulled
the pictures of forgotten times and brushes stale of stroke
i cannot throw them all away / nor would i leave behind
the beads and glue and watercolors for building bright the next
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side note
While this blog's original purpose was to keep myself honest in my practice of doing daily justwrites-- 10-minute freewrites from some unusual starting points-- it has meandered to occasionally include other sorts of writing, to address other goals, and to even include other authors. Now, its main function is as a sort of verbal/ thought outcropping in public view. These are not polished pieces, and most are completely rough drafts. As some pieces may be developed through revision, your comments are most appreciated.
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