Tyler Knott Gregson's Blog, page 21
December 19, 2020
Forest bathing, the Japanese call it, washing away the dirt on...
Forest bathing, the Japanese call it, washing away the dirt on your soul in tall trees and soft earth. I miss this place so bad, I need to bathe inside it.
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Tall trees and soft earth,
the smell of perfect wonder.
Soon I will return.
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
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Still have a few calendars left! Please order one so I don’t have tons left over hahahah. Link in bio. (at Glendalough Wicklow Mountains, Ireland)
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December 18, 2020
The Never Was #9. Bits and baubles of bigger poems that never...
The Never Was #9. Bits and baubles of bigger poems that never blossomed. Be this anyway. (at Helena, Montana)
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I know not where these words land, or if they even do anymore,...
I know not where these words land, or if they even do anymore, all the changes social media has put in play, I just know I write them for you. I spill and hope for the best.
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Wherever these land,
these simple words aimed at you,
I hope you catch them.
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
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December 17, 2020
Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, step outside for...
Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, step outside for awhile. Breathe the air, feel the season on your face. Go outside, regenerate.
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Open up the door
and step outside for a time.
Regeneration.
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson (at Helena, Montana)
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December 16, 2020
The Never Was #8. Part of something. Something too. Remember....
The Never Was #8. Part of something. Something too. Remember. Always. (at Helena, Montana)
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Yesterday‘s post must’ve struck a chord, I heard from so many of...
Yesterday‘s post must’ve struck a chord, I heard from so many of you about missing the people we used to be, the magic we used to feel. The secret is, it never went anywhere, we just misplaced it.
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Remember magic,
how alive we used to feel?
Remember that joy?
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
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Remind her! Stock is low on the 2021 calendar’s! Link is in the bio or clickable on the photo to order. (at Helena, Montana)
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December 15, 2020
"Lights in the darkness,
like warmth and some memory
of who we once were."
like warmth and some memory
of who we once were.”
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
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"Stop and understand
that it’s you that holds you back
from being yourself."
that it’s you that holds you back
from being yourself.”
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
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"I dream beyond this,
beyond brown hills and white snow.
The sea that held me."
beyond brown hills and white snow.
The sea that held me.”
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
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"Long is this nightfall,
short are the moments of light.
Make the most of them."
short are the moments of light.
Make the most of them.”
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
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