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Tincture in Whisper
The ingredients of solitude…
Broken rays of sunshine.
The mourning of morning
Shimmering in,
Prodigious perception,
of sometimes shivering.
Never giving in,
or broken.
Scarified by sand granules,
and
Fights with dark nights
and
Flights into solar sights
and
Downpours dark choirs
and
Lows of lowers
As…
All that is above
Is...
Getting higher & higher
And there is a grave
that
is
a
whisper...
Published 19th Jul 2021
Author's Note
Self reflection, just one of a multitude of personal perspectives & observations... This is one thing that can make writing a complicated affair... The act of choosing... and each choice leads to another multitude of choices... Like broken pieces of coming togethers... always somehow producing perfection, as if there is a constant awareness, in the deeps of the background... and what is that awareness... ? ...
O The Vibration
O The Vibration
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19th Jul 2021 12:28pm
20th Jul 2021 10:25am
Thank you Lil. I very much concur. I am very glad you like the structure; I have been thinking about structure, lately.
19th Jul 2021 4:35pm
Beautiful imagery. In the end we will all be shadows under a tree's limb, tapping like a clothes hanger in an empty closet.
20th Jul 2021 10:26am
A
Thank you.
Such beautiful/poignant images.
...
THank you for being here, with me.
Thank you.
Such beautiful/poignant images.
...
THank you for being here, with me.
My last wish on earth is to dig a deep ring around the base of my favorite tree and then have my ashes put inside that ring, put the dirt back in place and i will forever be in nature..
Deep poetry here C
Jackie 👍🏻👍🏻
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Deep poetry here C
Jackie 👍🏻👍🏻
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20th Jul 2021 10:27am
20th Jul 2021 1:03am
Dear C,
There was a comfort as well as a void in this poem for me. I loved both sides of my thinking (of course I would 😉). A comfort that in the end I’m no more. Sweet relief. Yet, where do I land in spirit? That was worrying for a second before I thought what do I care? Explore the realms. Cool write. H🌷
There was a comfort as well as a void in this poem for me. I loved both sides of my thinking (of course I would 😉). A comfort that in the end I’m no more. Sweet relief. Yet, where do I land in spirit? That was worrying for a second before I thought what do I care? Explore the realms. Cool write. H🌷
20th Jul 2021 10:29am
Explore the realms.
You are such a courageous and wise soul.
...
Thank you for being here with me.
You are such a courageous and wise soul.
...
Thank you for being here with me.
20th Jul 2021 9:56am
The wealth of consideration within solitude...
and your title is like magick itself... I am rapt by it!
I adore your poetic voice and the way your poems make me think and feel.
Thank you for that, C
🌹 - 💙
B
and your title is like magick itself... I am rapt by it!
I adore your poetic voice and the way your poems make me think and feel.
Thank you for that, C
🌹 - 💙
B
20th Jul 2021 10:30am
I just commented on my love for your titles, Blu. I very much appreciate... YOU...
...
Thank you for being here with me.
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Thank you for being here with me.
