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Every day, a photograph, a poem. Look: there are people above “Disconnect.” They just climbed down from the climbing up all that ice— all the way to the top and I just saw the end. I’m shivering— from the cold and from the fright of imagining me up there. I have a complete disconnect from wanting to do that which for them is a joy.


Climbing blue ice
For some is nice
But I’m freezing
Just seeing
From afar
In my car
What they say
Is a fun day
My introspect
Is a disconnect.

Sheri Edwards
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Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart

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