Poem of 2024
.. and soft the curtain falls
He holds her close and kisses her,
he's nothing left to say,
then turns around in deep despair
and sadly walks away.
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https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=12R4FzIhdoQ&pp=ygUTdGhlIGVuZCB0aGUgYmVhdGxlcw%3D%3D
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Blessings
...he was kind and attentive but I was afraid of being hurt, commitment was scary. My mother stayed through thick and thin, physically and mentally abused by my father ...have you seen this sort of relationship and wished you could do something about it?
she thought of many blessings
she encountered along the way
unexpected friendships and kindness
that truly brightened her days
the helping hand strangers extended
when problems seemed to dwell
caging her in an invisible pound
with the sounds of her own fear
you are a blessing too
in your own delightful way
with your ink and poetry
dove-tail into my Maya way
You fly through cascades of thoughts
creating galaxies with words
and an ethereal world of another Us
thank you for your presence
https://youtu.be/fezIq4E2zqc?si=F9nu5LKqeoX7p9cg
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...he was kind and attentive but I was afraid of being hurt, commitment was scary. My mother stayed through thick and thin, physically and mentally abused by my father ...have you seen this sort of relationship and wished you could do something about it?
she thought of many blessings
she encountered along the way
unexpected friendships and kindness
that truly brightened her days
the helping hand strangers extended
when problems seemed to dwell
caging her in an invisible pound
with the sounds of her own fear
you are a blessing too
in your own delightful way
with your ink and poetry
dove-tail into my Maya way
You fly through cascades of thoughts
creating galaxies with words
and an ethereal world of another Us
thank you for your presence
https://youtu.be/fezIq4E2zqc?si=F9nu5LKqeoX7p9cg
☕🐁🌹🎈✨
Coda: Lunar
He sadly walks away, not looking back,
and tries to get to where he was before
he met her on this winding poem's track,
before he came upon her Blue-Sand Shore
and sailed with her across a sparkling sea
to her romantic garden of delight,
then danced with her beneath that Linden tree
throughout that long and love-enchanted night.
And, though it's hard to bear, she fades away,
her phoenix eyes no longer haunt his mind,
and then the dismal gloomy hopeless day
begins to seem a little less unkind.
But she comes flooding back at nights, and soon,
when looking up he sees her in the Moon. 🙃
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https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=jyrUbRSF4kc&pp=ygUhc2VoZXMgZ29uZSBoYWxsIGFuZCBvYXR0ZXMgbHlyaWNz
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(Fret not, fair maiden. I'll write about a cup of tea or something tomorrow. I do enjoy a good tragedy, though, and I've always liked that song🙃)
