Forgot to Remember

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With pinpointed laser focus,
I move through a tunnel
of my own making

Eyes staring straight ahead
Everything in my periphery,
blurred

Just make it
to your destination
Tensions will ease

Where am I heading,
anyway? I forgot to remember.

The tunnel walls concealed
my dazed distraction, creating
a false sense of direction
toward a desired destination

Or whatever it is I’m seeking.
Peace? But peace is not a destination.

Peace shines through a single ray of sunlight
piercing the clouds to my right

Peace sings with the birds playing leapfrog
on the power lines to my left

Peace smiles as I exit the tunnel
Opening my eyes and my heart
to this great big beautiful world

Simply Sunday

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A poem and a few songs for you, dear friends. Much love-Kelley ❤️

Ghosts-A poem written and read by Kelley Morris
Song for You by James Taylor
Kelley Morris, piano
Your Song by Elton John,
Kelley Morris, piano
Here Comes the Sun by The Beatles
Kelley Morris, piano
Fields of Gold by Sting
Kelley Morris, piano

State of the Heart

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Are my hands open,
gently reaching?
Arms linked
in cooperation
Ears open to
understanding

—Or—

Are my hands clenched
into tight fists?
Arms stoically held
across my chest
Ears closed,
even to my own voice

I have choices-
And my choices
offer clues as to the
health of my heart

May my hands remain open
My arms graciously linked
And my ears, intent on listening

Simply Sunday

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Take the photo
out of the frame
Hold it in your hand

Feel the precious paper
between your fingers
Study the image

An image someone
chose to capture

Were you there?
Was it before your time?

Is the one pictured
someone you know?
Someone you miss?

Perhaps it is a place
that holds meaning
Or simply beautiful scenery

Take the photo
out of the frame
Hold it in your heart

I wrote this after digging through photos at Mom’s last weekend. School photos, trips, holidays…family. I brought a few of them home. ❤️

Let Go of the Rope

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I am standing in a field
holding tight to the
middle of a rope

A foolish attempt to
bring balance in an
unexpected tug-of-war

On my right, grief
grips the cord
with all its might

On my left, love
holds firm
Always fierce

Suddenly, I understand-
Neither one can let go
They are forever bound

Now I’m faced with a choice-

Allow the tug-of-war
to continue within me
or let go of the rope

Reach for images,
past and present,
patiently waiting in
the back of my mind

Watch, as grief and love
fall into each other,
simultaneously releasing
laughter and tears

I am lying in a field
having let go
of the rope-
Exhausted, grateful, content

Simply Sunday

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Pearls of Wisdom

Their formation takes years-
A process hidden from sight
in the depths of the heart

A heart learning to wrap
life’s difficult bits
in opalescent layers
of mercy and grace

Not ignoring the irritants,
only processing-
Some taking longer to
transform than others

Yet, each one eventually
emerges- Iridescent gifts
of hope, love, and wisdom

A delicate string of
pearls, not displayed
around the neck, but in
the affectionate smiles of
those standing the closest

Happy Birthday to my sweet Mom! 💛

Morning Minute

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Yesterday morning’s fog
held a tinge of pale pink
A slight relief from
recent grays

There was something
varied in its lifting as well

No intention of completely
disappearing into emerging
sunbeams – only hiding
for a bit – waiting for

an opportunity to once
again share its surprising tint

Patience – let the soft hues
permeate your dreams-
And who knows, your
soul may be soothed by

an appearance of peaceful
pink in tomorrow’s sunrise-
If you remember to look

A Shared Lament

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Like unwanted vines
choking a rose bush, it
blocks the sun and rain
until delicate buds,
nearly ready to bloom

Whither and fade-
Their true colors
never allowed to
grace the garden

I would miss your
beautiful colors
even more than
those of the roses

So, let’s face our
grief together, and
let tears fall like a steady
rain, reviving wilted buds

And with open arms
invite others who are
hurting to join us until
we are wholly comforted

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Matthew 5: 4

Simply Sunday

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Trumpeter Swan

Image by Paul Porter


Before taking flight
your snow white wings
gracefully expand
above the water

Scalloped feet paddle below-
An unseen source of
strength supporting
your angelic dance

An unseen
Source of
Strength

Not strength
displayed with
force, but instead,
filtered through grace

Each gesture
a reminder-an
ethereal expression
of eternal affection

Book Cover Reveal

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Available March 15, 2026!

A big thanks to Raw Earth Ink! And also to my friend, Bill McCloud, for the following:

“Kelley Morris deciphers cloud shapes as an attempt to understand the world, and her place in it. It’s a comfort read that will bring a sense of calm into your life at a time when we need it the most. Her dialogue with the sky is not done in a naïve manner, but with eyes wide open. Reading her work is breathtaking.” Bill McCloud, author of The Error of the Stars