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| | | | | Bubbles floating freely up to the sky, memories spiraling gently under the sky.Chilly morning calm breaks into sun's delight,as cumulus, cotton-ball clouds play in the sky.Warmth hovers in the atmosphere, its glowing love,as cerulean calm paints its melody on the sky. Daylight in dance, a playful canvas for loved ones:a home for buzzing bees and... | |
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| | | | | A Madrigal poem True faith flouts words, renders labels absurd; shuns old texts and priestly explanations; eschews need for outward affirmations. That surest, softest sense that leaves hearts stirred; soothes regrets, dissolves great tribulations- true faith flouts words, renders labels absurd; shuns old texts and priestly explanations. When thought and feeling blur, no line inferred,... | |
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| | | | | How many doors must I enter to findmyself? What universe exists betweenopen and closed? Is it a sacred space?Is any space sacred? Is nothing? If Icross the threshold can I return? Whereis sanctuary in this disintegrating world? I am looking for a circle, an ens? left opento the free exchange of every kind of light.... | |
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| | | Image credit; Derek Mack@Unsplash Here's my response to Sadje's 'What do you see?' photo prompt. You can find her full post by clicking on this link: https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2024/11/11/what-do-you-see-262-november-11-2024-remembrance-day/ Field of redRemembrance, only half the battle.No clock required for sacrifice.Open wounds rage past eleven.Stand on blood.Pick a poppy.Grasp that wars don't end war.©?2024 Britta Benson. No unauthorized... | ||