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Bliss Ripple is a catalog of clues— fieldnotes for living into one’s internal bliss. Compiled through the creative works of poet, artist, musician, and mama Maggie A. Bishop, Bliss Ripple explores the idea of resounding joy— how to create it and expand it through living with passionate honesty.

Here you will find poems, songs, and observations written under the influence of inspiration Maggie finds scuttling and searching amidst the varied Missouri landscape with her wonder-son, adventurer Arlo, and her artist-partner and dream confidant Josh (who is also a photographer and music promoter). 

 

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Thursday
Jun052008

Old Poem

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I just found this, while purging, and I am really happy with it. I, sadly didn't date it, but I remember writing it one morning in Art History class, twoish(?) years ago:

swollen lip
bleary eyed
morning.
the nights few
dreams
linger in
your periphery.
down to
the last drag
silky sugared
morning.
a few yawns
left to
crowd your mind.
romantic notion
thick socked
morning.
a few stumbles
and your feet find their way.

Date06.5.2008
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Reader Comments (1)

Beautiful. :o) Love it. Have you ever thought of binding any of your poems?
Let me know if you are selling any good books that you think I'll want. I'll send you money! :o) Oh, and I still have to send you my gift and the gift Mom forgot for your wedding...They WILL make it to you, I promise!!!

June 6, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterChanel

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