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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
he knows the sound of my breath
as it catches
hovering over his words
like a hummingbird
imbibing
on the intoxicating nectar
of his expression4 Comments-
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Truly 😊
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Beautiful: short, simple, and beautiful. HJx
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Thank you 😊
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Read Morehe knows the sound of my breath as it catches hovering over his words like a hummingbird imbibing on the intoxicating nectar of his expression
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This tells the reader what you mean but with finesse. Love it
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Thank you 😊 It was stupid o’clock in the morning so it’s short, but it says what’s important to me
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For some reason I was compelled to read this from beginning to end, and then reverse from the end to the beginning. The choice of words in this hook the reader so well. Short yes, but sweet. And done with skill and vivid imagery.
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Thank you so much 😊
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Beautifully penned, Willow. Into the book it belongs! This a magnificent little write here my friend. I mean I really dig the wordplay and imagery. Next level good. Appreciate you.
Damian
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This one had a lot to say with just a few words. I just went with what I felt. Thank you, my friend 😊
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
POEM #1– Poetry Month
As I step off the back porch,
into the freshly fallen snow,
I look in all four directions
seeking balance in a new day.As I walk through the snow,
Grandmother speaks to me:“Aztec, see how the snow
covers and quenches the Crocuses’ thirst;
how their purple or yellow petals
reach for t…Read More -
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
A little dream
Clouds rolling in softly
Delicately like a purr
Wrapped in warm cotton
Trailing thoughts of a time of tendernessInner eye awakens to a place
Where safety is given
Love is freely accepted
And a genuine smile is cherishedLet me not wake from this
Wanting to hold and be held
In a world of nonreality
Let me have…Read More - Load More Posts
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