The voices of my roots are mellow
-sometimes shrill
I sense their reverberations in my bones,
a call for guidance,
whether or not
to grow up, up all around me,
crawl around my frame,
tiptoe across my neck
-squeeze.
Or to grow deep into the earth,
sturdy and confident,
grounded by the force of my love.
Do you hear that?
“Tell us where to go.”
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Reblogged this on Caedar Writing & Artwork: Science and Fantasy Fiction, and More! and commented:
Almost always hear a song in TN’s poems.
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🙂😌😊🙂
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I reblogged your post Tebogo. The goal is for people to go to your website (not mine). Are you getting more hits/looks on your site? Not exactly sure how this works.
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Hey there. Thanks for the help 🙂. I think reblogging means the post now also appears on your blog. So your visitors will see my post there. Thanks! 🙂
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As long as it goes back to your post.
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It links back to my post, yes.
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(Oh and I sent an email about our collaboration about a couple days back. Please check?)
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I replied to your email. Sorry about the lateness, it was in my spam (something I should look at more often).
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This is lovely.
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Thank you 🙂.
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