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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 More![]()
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Better safe than sorry, so no sorries, please! Harriet-Jacqui xx
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Read MoreI’ll trace each sparkAlongThe shadowed bends,MeetingEvery flickerWhere the river flows. To drownIn that riverTasting secrets forbiddenIn a valley’s embraceThe flicker you litIs nowThe flame that grows Following your riverI driftTasting the flickerIn the valley’s foldWhere forbidden warmthTurns each pulseInto a quiet...
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Panting…Yeah, this hot. Like it;))
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Thank you. More to come. Hope you enjoy
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This appears to be a metaphor for a consuming lust. Something that draws in more and more heated passion the more it flows. Thrusting deeper. The last stanza sums it up nicely.
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Thank you!
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Passionately penned, WRW. A very steamy write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you for reading, Damian.
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Read MoreStarting a fireYou answerStirring a dangerYou craveLost in the heatOf a dancerOn a river of wordsYou save To linger againIn shadows returnedOn a currentNo power can holdDo we wander againWhere fire has burnedOn the ashesOf words so bold Following your sparkI...
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It’s great how the words flow so well. You can fill this building up to something.
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Thank you, Brandon. I appreciate you taking the time to read it.
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Beautifully penned, WRW. Another amazing write my friend. Great flow.. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, Damian. Appreciate the kindness and the read.
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Read MoreWords that lingerrise inside of mehoping to filla room of quiet firewith echoes only few can hear To drink themfrom a cup of dangerletting the tastewash over meI surrender Words that pullshiver through my skinreaching to toucha flame that waits in...
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This is interesting. You’re burning to have your words heard and you finally decide to toss caution in the wind and speak, even if you’re afraid, you hope someone will listen. At least that is what I get. Welcome to Stars Rite
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Thank you, Fia. Grateful for the welcome.
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Powerfully penned, WRW. Excellent write with great wordplay and flow my friend. Nicely done. Welcome to Stars Rite. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, Damian. Truly appreciate the read and the kindness.
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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