12/30
sunbeams trace old
memories. twists
delighted joy
with fractured limbs.
freckled shoulders
brush tenderly
against his rough
bark. together
we weather all
shadows. bright green
hardened layers
protecting soft
insides. heal our
cracking skin. mend
bleeding sap. climb
higher into
branches, always
bending toward light.
More short poems:
1/30: not my cat
2/30: comfort
3/30: ache
4/30: remember
5/30: graduation
6/30: big love
7/30: Heavy and light
8/30: delicate
9/30: leaping
10/30: Dad gave me…
11/30: solstice
Bridgette Tales 
You make me so curious about shadows. Gonna need take a breath, read this a few times more, let it get under my skin. But oh my, that ending, “always bending toward light” is just perfect right. Nice!
Listening to Bobby Womack right now. Fits.
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Love that so much! Thank you, Neil. This poem wants to be more…maybe I need to get more curious about shadows too.
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Great hopeful undercurrent here! The twisty vines really reflect that message of renewal and healing under armour – beautiful verses, Bridgette! 🙂
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I’m glad you caught the healing here, Tom. It means the world to me that you always comment 🙂 I’m so grateful.
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I love trees, they are like people. All different and interesting. 😊
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They really are! I was just walking near the state capital and saw a beautiful old magnolia tree with crazy cool twisting roots and huge white flowers. I had to stop and look at it for a moment. Took my breath away!
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dry skin
melaton
ninety degree
acute heate
comin soon!
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You said it! It’s 105 degrees where I live today. Ugh.
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july means hot and dry.
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❤️
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This so beautifully told ❤️
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I’m so glad you think so! Thank you.
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😎❤️❤️❤️🌺
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The bark looks like weaving. I love this.
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It really does! It’s one of my favorite trees at Dillion Beach and I always have to stop and take a picture of it. Every single time.
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The bark looks like. You make me so curious about shadows.
I love 🌴!All different and interesting!
Beautiful write the short poem.
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Thank you!
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Welcome!
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“always bending toward light”….something we should emulate as much as possible! Beautifully done, Bridgette! 💞💞💞
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Thank you, Dawn. Yes, it’s so important to keep that perspective.
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Nicely done, Bridgette!
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I’m so glad you like it. Thank you!
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I love this reflection on a tree. “always bending toward light” is such a beautiful note to end on.
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Thank you so much. It’s my favorite tree and that line came so easily 🙂
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