Remember when magnetic words were a thing? I had two sets, not on my refrigerator, but on the front door. On thanksgiving words were pair almost randomly by dinner guests. The paired words took on deep meanings after walking past the door many times. I snapped photos of them thinking someday they would become poems. Twenty years later, on the 20th year of national/global poetry writing month, they are birthing poems. Feel free to borrow any of the word parings for your own poems. Enjoy my first word pairing poem “Feel Grace.”
Feel Grace
That holy place inside
Inner temple
Church of the soul
Blue sky inward
Star light pure night
Breathed in
through pores
and portals
Heart
Crown
Root
Upheld palms
and feet in green pastures.
Really feel Grace
Inner guide
Angel on our shoulder
Cosmic nudge
Turning our faces
to make benevolent choices.
To move with Grace
leaving a trail of Grace
in our gentle wake.
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