Headed
Upstream
On a
Journey
Once
Begun
No
Returning
Braving
Water’s
Constant
Churning
Through
The rapids
Twists
And
Turnings
Propelled
By
Life force
Brightly
Burning
Loving this both the words and the photo, brilliant 💓
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Your comment is much appreciated!
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In clay?? Bravo! Beautiful floor, by the way. Love wood floors. Great poem. Can you imagine being a fish? Free!
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Yes, in clay and the fish lifts out. I love wood floors too. I don’t swim or like water, so I’d be a lousy fish!
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Wow! The fish lifts out? Cool. I bet you’re more of a mountain type of soul. 🙂
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That I am!
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Soar!! 🙂
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Very cool piece.
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I like it too!
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They rhythm of the poem really evokes the force of nature–well done!
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Thanks!
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Most welcome!
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