Threads of moonlight streaming across the night sky weaving an intricate web of light Spilling into the darkness, creating A reflection into my mind’s eye and teasing my sight
The bank of mist that was hovering just above the sea, short-lived and disappearing as it reached the land Revealing upright rocks reminiscent of lady fingers on a charlotte cake made from sand
What visions play out in imagination when blackness becomes white or hidden becomes seen Mesmerizing, proffering thoughts for consideration and anticipating the excitement of what will glean
I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose.
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Christine
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Thank you so much Gina. ❤️ I struggled with it yesterday. I had a few lines that I wanted to use but didn’t know where I was going with it. I woke up today and there it was! Funny how that word out isn’t it?
A beautiful poem.
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Thank you my dear 🙂💕
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You’re welcome 😉
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Lovely
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Beautifully portrayed, imagination between twilight and dawn, between black and white..
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Than you my sweet friend 🙂💕
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you had me wrapped up in the magic of your words from the start
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Thank you so much Gina. ❤️ I struggled with it yesterday. I had a few lines that I wanted to use but didn’t know where I was going with it. I woke up today and there it was! Funny how that word out isn’t it?
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sometimes its just the feeling tat prompts the right word to pull it all together.
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Such a magical verse, weaving a lovely spell! 🙂💞
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Thank you so much 🙂💕 I’m looking forward to your Rag Tag prompts!
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You are welcome and I am so excited to be a part! Thank you, your support means a lot. 🙂💞
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