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Read MoreThe marsh mango held secrets colder than breath. Here, air hung lowthick with the host of things. With the sweet scent of moral decay clinging to the shadows on death's runwayThe bayou as dark as bruised plums sucking, the...
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Read MoreStradivarius of the cosmosWith a long slow vibratoHaunting the ancient lights Untamed as melodious shadowsHeard not in the ears...On a poetic Odyssey
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Thank you Brenda.
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Read MoreBefore the memory thaws the northern light So white the scent of frozen silence Caught in the clarity of ancient bite Before the memory thaws
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hello dearest Adagio good afternoon this is great I often wonder where the memory goes and then returns ❤️ a thawing perhaps…
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That’s a good question. Thank you, Brenda.
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The introduction to a poem, and it’s closing line…when they are one in the same, it makes for quite an impact to the reader, at least to me. It looks quite simple, but in reality, there’s a lot of finesse at play. Your image is striking, as well. Great presentation with its brevity. Much enjoyed, Adagio!
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Thank you, Kelly.
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Read More𝒜 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝑜𝒻 𝒜𝓊𝓉𝓊𝓂𝓃'𝓈 𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝑒𝓇𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓈𝒶𝓀𝑒'𝓈 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈
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very beautiful dearest Adagio ❤️
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Thank you, Brenda.
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Read MoreStanding at the edge of everlasting anesthesia, unbound by the laws of Neanderthals' and mortal men, shedding the cord of echoes grasping the soul. A singular blue vein glowed in the dust motes dancing beneath the fluorescents, pulsing in...
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so gorgeous dearest Adagio have a beautiful day ❤️