each of us
chooses our own
pace on this
journey of life
some people rush by in a frantic hurry to get ahead of the rest
the poets
among
us,
start and stop,
pausing
to
admire
the weed that
blooms
in the
sidewalk
crevice.
Grace interviews one of dVerse Poets founders, Brian Miller, and offers quadrille prompt on word, “journey”.
a poem in my pocket 
Jul 22, 2016 @ 23:38:55
True! This life is not a race…except maybe against ourselves. 😉
Jul 20, 2016 @ 20:13:18
Oh Lynn, you’ve nailed it. I’ve actually written a poem about a forget-me-not growing out of a sidewalk crack! Hooray for poets.
Jul 20, 2016 @ 20:15:29
Yes, hooray 🙃
Jul 20, 2016 @ 15:14:37
It’s great that you celebrate an acceptance of everyone’s journey but also praise those who can see the good in the flowering weed in the crevice!
Jul 20, 2016 @ 11:25:12
Ah, this is beautiful! And thanks for the “follow”, I’m now following you as well.
Jul 20, 2016 @ 12:00:59
Yay! Thanks, Mary.
Jul 20, 2016 @ 12:06:32
My pleasure.
Jul 20, 2016 @ 09:59:04
Yes, we’re the ones that stop to look at that brave weed that pops through the crevice with our own take on it. Excellent quadrille, excellent look at life. Well done.
Jul 20, 2016 @ 08:44:40
So we do. And that makes me smile.
Jul 20, 2016 @ 09:11:03
😊
Jul 20, 2016 @ 04:03:11
Indeed, we must pause… love how you worked with linebreaks to make it clear.
Jul 20, 2016 @ 06:24:38
Thank you, Bjorn.
Jul 19, 2016 @ 22:03:37
And we should pause….because poetry is born from these pauses!
Beautiful quadrille, Lynn. 🙂
Jul 19, 2016 @ 22:07:24
Thanks, Mish!
Jul 19, 2016 @ 19:49:06
Love the reminder – to savor every bit of life, including that weed.
Thanks for joining us Lynn and wishing you a good week.
Jul 19, 2016 @ 22:06:48
Hope you have a good week as well 🙂
Jul 19, 2016 @ 19:35:34
Yes, poets pause to admire life itself.