Beyond Immovable

Beyond the Immobility

What makes it so difficult for those that grieve to be able to move? Why is the sadness so overwhelming? Why is it silent, and hard? Why is it that sometimes all you can do is sit? It’s been 40 days. Not sure if I would call it wilderness wanderings, but perhaps widowness meandering.

Widowed after forty plus years of marriage, Deborah D Fleet is exploring these and other questions as she sits immovable, immobilized on her bed, with her cat breaking the silence by her soft touch, gentle noise of purring, and tail wrapping around her over and over. Let’s look at this together. This lonesome journey has just begun…and I feel rather like a cowgirl sitting on a horse looking at the sunset, overlooking the hills and plains and wondering where to go next.

Walk alongside and explore the days, the nights, the downs, the climbs.

With Love ♥ Deborah

Dawn Arrives

Finding Comfort

Finding Joy

Faith

Dealing with Storms

Hope

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• Middle of April
• The Grace of Being Still
• Moving beyond the moment
• Finally! 2024
• 1,001 Days
• Season of the glimmer.
• Paper Punch
• I bought a purple pen
• Faraway Friends
• Summer Mist of Rain
• Not Lost or Forgotten
• Busting Out Joy
• Awake in the Dark
• Place at the Table
• The people we once were
• Awash
• The Day Without a Poem
• Empty Wanting
• Leave a Neon Trail
• Landmarks in Time
• Approximate
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• I found a poem
• For Your Understanding
• Let’s take our sad and lonely
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• On Air
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• Confusion
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• All it takes is String: My String Theory
• The poet’s heart
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• There’s a Poem
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• But, Where Did That Come From?
• Thinking in Poetic Time
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• How small is it?
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• My Cat Noticed
• Creating a Difference in my Days
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• From My Rib I Thee Wed
• To Grieve or not to Grieve
• The Song of Wee Hours
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• Poetry Is: 3 short poems
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• Keep Walkin’ Darlin’
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