Gentlest morning, and I touch
this quiet smile, lightly,
trust joy, us…
Sister shares a sad word,
where he enjoyed her honour
over me – been with, drank…
A language so strong that
dare can, in evening,
sounding old, never forget.
(Words courtesy of Magnetic Poetry online.)
Love those words, vj! Love how they are strung together!
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Thanks Carol Anne.
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Welcome 😃
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Some things linger longer than others. The poet seeks moments of reflection, sometimes resolution and sometimes more questions. Thanks for being on this journey with me. ❤️
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It is so my pleasure.
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the disjointedness creates a full story somehow, deeply provocative V,J
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Thank you Gina – glad it came across.
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I can hear the intensity, without explanation.
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Thank you.
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Most welcome.
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I enjoyed this, and my own late night interpretation 💜
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Thank you, Diana – the Magnetic Poetry reveals many dark secrets. Hope you are well.
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