Imperfect

“We are all wonderful, beautiful wrecks. That’s what connects us–that we’re all broken, all beautifully imperfect.”―Emilio Estevez

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Vintage Chevrolet in Warda, TX

Imperfect

I have come to believe
perfection
is overrated.

Seems to me gems
turn up when things
go awry.

I think this is the magic
that allows
all stories to be made.

Stacy Liddle 2/13/2017

Unveiled

“Everything in nature invites us constantly to be what we are.” ―Gretel Ehrlich

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Unveiled
in winter
masquerading
as spring

Pink
soft, hearted
blooms
showing up
so early

Do they already know
how to grow
how to open up
how to evolve?

Stacy Liddle 1/31/2017

Open spaces

“I am a work in progress dressed in the fabric of a world unfolding.” ―Ani DiFranco

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Open Spaces

Out here
you can
set down
all of the
world’s burdens.

Take comfort
in a blanket
of solitude
wrap yourself up
in the quiet.

When I look at the map
crystal clear
in my minds’ eye
it is a constellation
not a super highway.

Our solar system
Even in its vastness
Encompasses everything
connecting us all
to the night sky.

Peering up I see
the open spaces
between the stars
Is that so the milky way
can breathe?

Stacy Liddle 1/26/2017

The Observer

“Your assumptions are your windows on the world. Scrub them off every once in a while, or the light won’t come in.” ―Isaac Asimov

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The Observer

Stop, what is your rush?
settle in, pause,
please, someone
bear witness
to the slow, sweet
passage
of a day.

Arrive
be what is
set aside
outward concerns
notice all the
intricacies, details
one can possibly
observe.

Stacy Liddle 01/17/2017

Night fall

“Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I’ll try again tomorrow.” ―  Mary Anne Radmacher

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Nightfall
drops so gently
slowly, softly
featherlike
in its earthly
approach.

Between
sunset and last light
deep shades of purple
join the wind
wrestling among
the trees.

Day’s final
orchestration
once again
so begins
the night.

Stacy Liddle 1/09/2017

Out on a limb

“You belong among the wildflowers.”―Tom Petty

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Out on a limb

What if I fall?
Oh, my darling
What is you fly?

Everyday angels
Big gentle hearts
Hold your
Vulnerability
In their hands

Out on a limb
Doesn’t always mean
You are precariously perched
Risk is well worth
The chance

What if
You let go now
Outside the walls
Of your comfort zone
For it is time to grow.

Stacy Liddle 12/30/2016

Hello winter

“. . . open your eyes wide and actually see this world by attending to its colors, details and irony.”― Orhan Pamuk

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Carolina Wren on the back patio, Austin, TX

December Solstice

Winters breathe
appeared
in gusty waves
painted each plant
with frosty tips
nipping them back
clear to their roots.

Dried and crispy leaves
make their slow
earthly descent
bare the fruit
for the birds
newly revealed
playground.

Stacy Liddle 12/21/2016

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