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whispers among the trees
how many times
can you drink,
smoke, screw
before it becomes
mundane, average,
predictable
how many days,
months, years
can you live
without realizing
the sparrow has
fled the nest
look at the way
life dresses in
flower and
songs...
the brutality
of beauty
the lowered
head of
wretchedness
when we can
never touch
the rising
sun
Published 13th Oct 2020
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13th Oct 2020 1:56am
13th Oct 2020 2:06am
Thank you, Blue. Your kind words and support are much appreciated.
biggest furry hugs,
buddhakitty.
biggest furry hugs,
buddhakitty.
13th Oct 2020 4:23am
Dear BK,
Sing it sister! Each stanza is a gem on its own, together this is an outline of so many lives. I often wonder, is this it? Is this all there is? What did I overlook? Poignantly your write puts it into perspective on a genius level. H🌷
Sing it sister! Each stanza is a gem on its own, together this is an outline of so many lives. I often wonder, is this it? Is this all there is? What did I overlook? Poignantly your write puts it into perspective on a genius level. H🌷
13th Oct 2020 10:57am
Thank you Honoria. I often question the value of our existence in my mind, or rather, I question how we use our existence.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
13th Oct 2020 7:17am
13th Oct 2020 12:26pm
Thank you, Valeriya. Your kind words are deeply appreciated.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
Now aren't those some poínts to ponder...fellow furry...
Good show! Well done and all that...húgs... Ely
Good show! Well done and all that...húgs... Ely
14th Oct 2020 5:37am
Thank you, Ely. If nothing else, I try to be thoughtful.
hugs,
buddhakitty
hugs,
buddhakitty
16th Oct 2020 6:13am
15th Oct 2020 4:45pm
the brutality of beauty...ahhh! you are a master striking poet BK.. light & love ev x
15th Oct 2020 5:39pm
