by JAMES BROUGHTON
I want to "plash in a poetry puddle"!!!
A line that is joyous and playful
and delights the tongue!
The stepping stones were the idea that spoke to me.
Stepping stones may or may not be steadfast and secure
but they offer an invitation and a hope.
Stepping stones may or may not have a firm foundation
but they bridge a gap.
Stepping stones may or may not be what they appear
bu they encourage and enable a crossing to the other side.
Stepping stones may have a variety of shapes and sizes
which change with perspective and age.
Stepping stones may have a variety of surfaces -
slippery, coarse, slimy, pitted, worn, cracked -
but they may support my footfall for a moment.
Stepping stones may be the 'road less traveled'
but are a signpost for the heart.
I asked myself ...
Have I used people or philosophies or religions and institutions as stepping stones -
consciously or deliberately or unawares?
Have I avoided stepping stones
and trodden a safe path?
Have I looked longingly at stepping stones
but never dared?
Have I enabled others to use stepping stones by providing a hand hold
but never accepted it for myself?
There is always another way -
not better or worse -
just different, unique.
I took all the pattern pieces and 'squished them into stepping stones'!
I wrapped each stone with thread,
denoting a different aspect of my life -
spiritual, physical, intellectual, emotional, sexual, social.