poetry

Belonging Is

Belonging Is

This is a poem by Brit Hanson Belonging Is a lime squeezed into a stiff drink convincing me to order another; a tent filled with flashlights, sleeping bags and 3rd grade buddies; a subtle front porch wave. — Belonging Is the safe place to land, the certain spot undeniably yours. — Belonging Is Pulling up(…)

let’s get real about passion: part 2

let’s get real about passion: part 2

Yesterday, I wrote a post about being fed up with a comfortable definition of passion. And I was blown away by the poem that broke free in the comments section. Below, the words are not mine. They are the words of the brilliant and beautiful commenters. Click the links to find out where the wise(…)

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