June 14
RED ROSES
From tight green buds come beautiful red roses. From small verdant places I blossom, too. I open to richness unexpected and fullness unbelieved. I look at laundry crumpled, never anticipating the look of clean sheets blowing on the line. Doors I perceive as blocked by vast boulders are thrown open by willingness. Who I am today is no one I recognize; I didn’t see myself coming. I write though I can’t spell. I love though my heart is broken. I think though my mind is warped and I trust though the amulet is long shattered. Promise is not a laid out plan but the continuum of change. I can fight it or let it carry me where it goes.
Smile at similes.
About Me
- Sober on the Way to Sane
- Sherrie Theriault writer and outsider artist lives in northwest New Jersey where she writes villain-free fiction for children, creates coloring books for all ages, writes daily inspiration books for the recovery community and has other works of collected poetry. Books available on Amazon.com include the following: Cala Mae The Deep Dark Day In The Holland’s Adventure Fill Me In Fill Me In, Too Sober on the Way to Sane More Sober on the Way to Sane My Sponsor Said… Elissa: Queen of Carthage Order of Protection Was Love Lost Sober on the Way to Sane is also available at Blue Stockings, Manhattan, NY. You can find Sherrie’s art work at Hang-Ups Gallery in Allentown, PA or online at SerendipitousGallery.com please feel free to contact her there if you have any questions.
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