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Title? grounded toes wiggle in clover the grass tickles our feet. milkweed fills our backyard thriving among the trees a job well done. a brilliant monarch glides above the wildflowers. her wings clap in slow motion she found a place to rest— to fuel up. generations depend on us are we willing?
Welcome— btrfs, Hmsabetti, armcia.heather, Jennifer.woltjen, ahaguthrie, samiraahmadi7574, lmkantor, sarahshute, ayesha.bakali, and Paul.sidaway to Run to Write. We’re so happy you’re here.
Thank you Gary and Elles for joining me on Monday. It’s such a pleasure to write with others.
Thank you Vineet Mani for giving the Monday write together a try. We hope to see you again soon. :)
Thank you
for your faithful encouragement and sharing Run to Write with your readers.Thank you to my Ethos Connect and Purple Space community for their thoughts and ideas on this poem.
Thank you Run to Write Club— Athena, Ame, Jeanne, Ramona, Errol, Loni, and Tracy. I can’t wait to join you on September 18th!
Thank you
for your recent publication, When Mine Canaries Stop Singing. Your poems were an inspiration for this one.Move Your Feet, Free Your Words!
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