Welcome to Poetry Friday!
I am hosting today's lineup of poets and poetry lovers. Please, if you have some poetry to share, leave your link on Mister Linky below. Please, if you just love poetry and don't have a poem to share, but just want to read poems, poems and more poems, click on a link and go to there... and hopefully leave a nice comment for someone to savor.
Well, the end of the year is here, an we are at a new beginning, in a new home, in a state in which we've never lived before. I am totally turned around when I go out and about. How long will it take to know where I am???
I'd always said that it was easy to know where you were in Maine. Go east - you are in the ocean. Head north and northeast and you are in Canada. Head west or south and you are in New Hampshire. There aren't a lot of roads, so if you are on one, just stay on it and you will get somewhere. Get off the road and you will be lost. Stay calm and on the road, and you will get where you are going. No one cares how long it takes to get there - it is going to take a while to get there no matter what you do.
When we first moved to Minnesota, my husband would drive us most places. It was before GPS and cellphones. He loved driving around. So every night we would go on a drive, and he would bring me home by a different route. I had no idea where we lived for quite some time. Lol!
I am feeling a bit like that again, though with the mapping on the phone, I at least know how to get there and back! I still can't do it without the mapping. If I lose signal, I won't have a clue how to get home and I'm not sure if the "stay on the road and you will get somewhere" will work in Pennsylvania. I could end up in New York or DC.
A new year is just around the corner, and...
I thought I'd share with your a few of the angels outside our new home.
|Angel in a tree
|Angel flower holder
He sits above the leaves of brown
and reads what's carved in stone.
He savors words and reads to birds
and never feels alone.
His wings have brought him to this place,
this traveler of miles,
And all the passersby can't help
but turn their heads and smile.
The garden angel balances
atop a silver sphere
A book could take him anywhere -
I'm glad that he stopped here.
by Donna JT Smith, 12/27/18
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