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The brook is not
the Jordan or the Rubicon
It is not the Red Sea
awaiting its Moses
No
She is
unpretentious
an ingénue
untouched
inviting me
to sit, abide
and share
secrets
almost
forgotten
Her voice
is whispery plush
like vibrant
moss - the soothing
sound of green
Drowning out
the world
its clash and clatter
till I am
no longer
anyone else
the Jordan or the Rubicon
It is not the Red Sea
awaiting its Moses
No
She is
unpretentious
an ingénue
untouched
inviting me
to sit, abide
and share
secrets
almost
forgotten
Her voice
is whispery plush
like vibrant
moss - the soothing
sound of green
Drowning out
the world
its clash and clatter
till I am
no longer
anyone else
Published 27th Jan 2015
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27th Jan 2015 9:37pm
27th Jan 2015 9:39pm
Anonymous
28th Jan 2015 00:19am
Oh to have such a brook in your life! Such a perfect way to describe the ways she can change you. Lovely.
28th Jan 2015 12:01pm
28th Jan 2015 4:16am
the easy beat of the brook, feathery sounds away from society's madness. serendipity...
28th Jan 2015 12:01pm
