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November
As
Time again shifts
November winds will soon sift
Through this lone Soul sojourner
Gifting positive change in exchange
For faith in all things possible
Shedding inhibitions
I speak the word of my Soul
In its truest dimension
With the most raw intention
Magnified by whatever is felt in the moment
Spontaneous with the get up and go
Rhythmic to the call
Of my wild child...my Spirit animal
Roaming my Emerald Forest
Where I am free
I am me
Where I am November
Published 8th Oct 2018
| Edited 9th Oct 2018
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- Edited 25th Oct 2022 6:45pm
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9th Oct 2018 6:58am
You're right Tim. I kept staring at it and felt it didn't flow right .Thank you for the extra set of eyes and your time. :-}
9th Oct 2018 12:57pm
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11th Oct 2018 8:18pm
very beautifully depicted ..
i love how you show your availability thru strength even when
leaves become frajile and vulnerable...
Refreshing
i love how you show your availability thru strength even when
leaves become frajile and vulnerable...
Refreshing
12th Oct 2018 7:54am
5th Feb 2023 10:52am
An enjoyable read, thank you, 3rdEYErising.
Rhythmic to the call of my wild child... jeez, aren't we all, for good or ill!
Lovely feel to the poem throughout. You have imbued November with a power. I like it. Love the image you included too. Clever blend of the forest.
Rhythmic to the call of my wild child... jeez, aren't we all, for good or ill!
Lovely feel to the poem throughout. You have imbued November with a power. I like it. Love the image you included too. Clever blend of the forest.
5th Feb 2023 11:04am
