tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497416337623642747.post8377683134808986170..comments2023-10-26T11:07:19.029-04:00Comments on Open Up and Let Go: PoetryDebhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07800776640283977394noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497416337623642747.post-30903604042919637272011-05-04T20:09:42.786-04:002011-05-04T20:09:42.786-04:00I think I know just what you mean. I guess I was t...I think I know just what you mean. I guess I was thinking about the way I was looking around and seeing beauty right in front of me, in unexpected places, instead of honing in on the negative, and that, as you say, sometimes that beauty is imperfect but no less valuable. I had to go through some things before I could really see that.Debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07800776640283977394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497416337623642747.post-85143883708398239342011-05-03T21:44:02.505-04:002011-05-03T21:44:02.505-04:00i like that you called your poem 'Healing'...i like that you called your poem 'Healing'. i used to stare at leaves on trees and notice the imperfect ones - ones with discolorations that looked like blemishes or ones that had holes. i kept looking for the beauty in them. anyway, your poem makes me think of that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com