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Clearing the Mud


Susan L Hart | SusanLHart.com

Voice, and Thank You

Saying what others might be thinking, but are unable to say, is something I strive for every day with my writing. And if my well is dry on a particular day – it’s not that often – I search for and share the words of writers who came before me, ones who have inspired readers across the ages. Their words are timeless.

Writing in tempestuous times, and if you are speaking about anything that could be construed as controversial (isn’t that just about everything these days?), then putting down the words, and publishing them too, takes courage.

Perhaps if everyone knew the courage it takes for any creative person to bare their soul publicly, there would be more respect and appreciation for it in society. As we are not there yet, it therefore also takes a great deal of faith and tenacity to be a writer.

Courage and tenacity are challenges I accept willingly. What I would find impossible to bear is futility. I struggle with the concept of Likes, because good writers must let go of the need for approval. Having said that, those little faces and symbols at the bottom of the page (as well as the “faceless” readers who appear in my stats), sure do help to keep me going, so thanks. 🙂

Susan L Hart 2023 | SusanLHart.com | My ebooks (some are free)

Eternal Rhythm

The golden leaves fall,
fearing not the decay of
a coming winter.

Death is essential
to the renewal of life –
All will spring again.

If each in nature
can feel this simple rhythm,
so can humans too.

Why do we resist?
Our minds overshadow the
truth of our being.

But the fall leaves know,
they show us that we too will
green the tree anew.

Eternal Rhythm,  a multiverse haiku, © Susan L Hart 2023

The Offering

The little girl
offered her mum
the flower, a
token of love,
innocence free
of any labels,
rules, and

“That’s not
a flower, it’s
a weed! You
don’t give
that to people,
you kill it,
it makes the
lawn ugly,
throw it away!”

the little girl
retreated to
her room, not
why her mother
could not see
the beauty of
her offering.

Years passed,
the girl grown up,
obeying the rules,
prepared to spray
the hated yellow,
so the neighbors
would envy her
pristine grass.

Feeling a tug
on her sleeve,
she turned to
scold her young
daughter for
interrupting this
urgent work,
couldn’t she wait
just a minute?

Her daughter’s
expectant smile,
with little hand
clasping a sad
drooping flower,
“Let’s save this
one, Mommy”,
transported her
back in time.

Now each spring
dandelions bloom
wild and free at
22 Main Street,
shouting out
in happy yellow
to all who’ll listen,
transforming a
world of rules to
a journey of joy.

The Offering © Susan L Hart 2023 | HartInspirations.com

Human Folly


“It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience.

There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world.

To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”

~ Carl Sagan

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