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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Blue Pool
A young man sipped limoncello, in a bar in the village square,
He was lonely and heartbroken, you would often find him there,
His heart was filled with sorrow, he felt twisted and torn inside,
When a waitress in a black dress, came and whispered as he cried,
‘Do you know there’s a blue pool, born out of the mountain str…Read More2 Comments -
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Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write that gives me musing vibes my friend. You know how I dig your musings. Amazing work as always. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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That last line is a stone dropping into the pond. Solid slap of reality. Doesn’t stop us reaching, does it?
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Lizz wrote a new post
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Being trapped and alone with an abusive man must be agony. The only way out is to GET OUT. That kind of isolation and fear needs to be reported.
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Iv tried Neither of those worked because he never left bruises. People seem to think that it’s easy to get out of iv tried to leave and was stupid enough to come back.
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While I fancy myself a romantic, I think I will avoid this Blue Pool. I have loved a few times and may never love again, but I think I do not want to play the fool. Her pool is enticing, her lips warm with arousal, but dear lady, I will remain on this stool. Sorry HJx, I hope you don’t mind where my mind went as I read your poem. -Curt