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luna
midnights wept for me in the brittle dark
the air shivered to be so bare
it conjured the stars to cover
but the sun stole their fire
unconsolable the horizon fled me
stealing realities as it went
Published 4th Aug 2019
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4th Aug 2019 2:43am
"it conjured the stars to cover
but the sun stole their fire"
love it, Crims...it feels prophetic
Jeff
but the sun stole their fire"
love it, Crims...it feels prophetic
Jeff
4th Aug 2019 2:45am
thank you dearest Jeff most graciously you know it's funny it wasn't until after I posted it I read as you are now...then my eyes were opened... I deeply appreciate the love here...
love Brenda ❤
love Brenda ❤
4th Aug 2019 11:13am
4th Aug 2019 12:34pm
4th Aug 2019 5:34pm
Wow. I often advise writers to paint the milieu and allow the emotional charge and state of the writer to bleed through subtly to the reader, who is often looking to or at least deeply wired to connect on that level of emotional awareness, which sits at the center of a diaphanous weave of spider's threads, feeling the vibrations. This struck me on that level. Terrific work Brenda. Keep writing through it honey. I agree again with HF where he said, you're stronger than you give yourself credit for. You got this. <3
4th Aug 2019 5:50pm
thank you graciously dearest Daniel for sharing how this write made you feel so beautifully...I'm starting to feel stronger I deeply appreciate the love...
love Brenda 🌹
love Brenda 🌹
