Here is the link for today’s (9/23/22) writing group on zoom. We hope you can join us from 1-1:30 pm (EST). All are welcome- no requirements.
Pay attention I whisper to myself Look Clouds shape the sky Just then A cardinal— dash of red zooms bye I hear my Grandpa’s voice You’re not paying attention Rather than a screen Watch the Monarch Glide past along the breeze I wonder how many miles? I glance down at my watch Julie, pay attention Your miles you don’t need to track Listen— to the Blue Jay high in the black walnut tree Dismiss the negative thoughts Take on his birdsong and hum along Notice Maple Bright red on the path A logo for strength, endurance at my feet— A sign to receive
LOL - I'm now thinking about how easily I get distracted on my walks! Lovely poem. Sad I couldn't make it to the writing group this time - looking forward to next month! :D
That's a wise grandpa!