100 days…84th day

Clipped Wings

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How did it come to this?

A forced landing, weakened wings

a solid source of former strength,

taking you through 

dark clouds and heavy downpours.

 

Those resilient wings assured your

bodily independence

as you soared through storms,

high winds battering

and pressing upon your life.

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Now those same weathered wings

bear evidence of missing feathers,

thinning bones and shrunken wingspan,

no longer able to lift and sour

or glide with the gusto that carried

you through turbulent tempests.

 

Slowly, slowly you learn to accept

those clipped wings, to be content

with nesting in the arms of elderhood.

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You submit to this final appendage

of your journey, bid farewell

to cherished autonomy

and slowly fold your worn wings

in peaceful surrender.

                                                        ~Joyce Rupp*

 

*cited:

Fly While You Still Have Wings

Joyce Rupp

 

black and white sunday: timeless

The depth of the hearts

Of humankind cannot be known.

But in my birthplace

The plum blossoms smell the same

As in the years gone by.

~Ki no Tsurayuki*

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image submitted in response to Lost in Translation’s b&w challenge: timeless

*cited:

http://www.wakapoetry.net

thurs special: park

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the city park is home

early spring

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While wandering about the city park in Fort Collins, the experience of “being here; yet not here” is reflected within this multiple exposure…

while this image is a telling of park visitors…unseen

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submitted in response to Paula’s Thursday Color Challenge:  park