2023 in a Poem
Today is day 3 of Beth Kempton ‘s Winter Writing Sanctuary, something I’ve looked forward to the past few years, since I started writing again. I’ve been avoiding writing my year in review and a look ahead, so when today’s prompt was “Reflecting: Measuring a year”, I knew that the words would spill out of me, or at least that I could drag them out. And truly, once I started writing, the words didn’t stop, but I have other things to get to today, most importantly, painting with my son, and I had to leave the longer reflection incomplete. So for now, here we are, with the story of my year in a poem.
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one foot in the past,
while the other reaches
for a place to find balance,
and collect all the pieces
to search for alignment
through energetic pathways,
feels so much harder
when the body is inflamed