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Read MoreThe windwill not stop sighing—soft, insistent, foreign—hour upon hour... It runs the fields,threads through trees,hissing night into day. It summons—warns—whispers somethingI cannot,alone,perceive. The wind will not stop sighingas it slides over cold, sullen waters,bending brown marsh grass low,imploring the roaming thrushes—some sharp,...
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Thank you, Damian. 🙂
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I am sighing with the wind. this is lovely and soft
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Thanks so much for your thoughts, Fia.
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hauntingly written dearest Tim the trees know what it says ❤️
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Thanks Crimsin. 🙂
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One can never cage the wind. Can’t silence it. We can cover our ears but it carries on. That’s strength and resilience there. Unstoppable. Nicely done!
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Thank you Willow. Much appreciated.
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We have been expecting rain all week. We get the dark clouds over head but no wind came.
The wind came today and brought the rain.
It gives you signs and warnings in its own way/voice.
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Thanks for your thoughts, Adelly. Much appreciated.
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Here, three days of high winds, no rain. But 30 mph plus winds. It’s invigorating, except when you’re trying to sleep and stuff is moving around outside. LOL
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I’m the same way. I hate wind when I’m trying to sleep and it feels like the house is going to fall down. Thank you, Styx.
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Tim this is one of my favorites of yours. Love the lyricism here the enchants and closes on a darker theme. You really wrote a poem that sparkles in my mind’s eye as I read. I could feel this in my heart and body as I read. I could see the wind blowing the marsh grass and the scene was quite amazing. You really have the gift with writing imagery that mesmerizes.
John
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Read MoreTheir heads are in the clouds. They seem to float with eyes content staring into cell phone screens, soaking up dopamine like hummingbirds hovering above nectar. I watch them, witness them on streets, benches, trains. Their moods are contemplative as they wander from here to there. Wandering down streets, meandering above the ground. They roam like clouds, seemingly unaware of...
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Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write with clever wordplay my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks so much for the comment, Damian. 🙂
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AKA zombies. The world is tuning out more and more. Thankfully we all have us here! In a way, writing makes us leaders. Not followers. By the examples of “life” we bring in.
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Thanks so much for the comment, Styx. 🙂
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This is an amazing poem that depicts with great poetic virtuosity the modern matrix of cell phones and virtual connections that seems to replace the human element in social interaction. Truly artfully crafted poem that is as lyrical as it is mesmerizing.
John
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Read MoreI looked for you down colorful aisles humming a song through five hundred miles I looked for you under two feet of snow hands frozen and blue why did you go I looked for you at January’s end will they blow out your...
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Hi,
A heartfelt thoughts that really touched me. I can see how deeply you are connected her. Parents are Gods, in Hindu mythology we pray and bow to three beings who shaped our life and made us,
Mathru devobhava
Pithru devobhava
Acharya devobhava
Mother father and teacher are equal to God and we seek their blessings and they have invested whole their life in making us.Thank you for your beautiful lines about your mom.
Jessy Jacob ❤️
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Thank you, Usha, for the read and comment. I also appreciate you sharing your culture with me, I am honored.
Clay
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This is beautiful and it did make me cry. This is a beautiful tribute.
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Thank you, Fia. I have been struggling to put things into words lately and am relieved it made sense. Thank you, again.
Clay
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Beautifully penned, Detritus. A heartfelt tribute my friend. Thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, Damian. I likewise appreciate you and your consistent support.
Clay
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Powerfully penned, Tim. Another excellent write with amazing imagery. Appreciate you.
Damian