In my languor He would haunt my dreams and distract my days Forever in my mind Lingering in thoughts Moving in mysterious ways
An initial inclination of the head A gesture and an uncertain smile Developing into a greeting Conversation begun Interaction and engagement Anticipating the next meeting
Now he resides in my head and imagination Where I can summon him at will to fulfill my fantasies and wishes to come true My beating heart never still
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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14 thoughts on “Distraction”
Nostalgia and dreams live on in our soul’s….. your last stanza touche me deeply…. here I am, having a nostalgic day…….. xx
“Now he resides in my head
and imagination
Where I can summon him at will
to fulfill my fantasies
and wishes to come true
My beating heart never still”
Nostalgia and dreams live on in our soul’s….. your last stanza touche me deeply…. here I am, having a nostalgic day…….. xx
“Now he resides in my head
and imagination
Where I can summon him at will
to fulfill my fantasies
and wishes to come true
My beating heart never still”
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Thank you so much my friend 🙂❤️
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My pleasure, a truly lovely poem Christine…. xx
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You are so sweet Ivor 💕
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Beautifully penned. This really resonated with me. 💕
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Oh I’m so happy Beckie 😊 thank you!! ❤️
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Always a pleasure, Christine. 😊
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Dreams and fantasies…stuff that keeps life going! ❤️
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Yes so true!
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Hi Christine! That was absolutely beautiful! Well penned! ❤
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Oh that makes me so happy that you enjoyed it Carol Anne! 💕🙂 Thank you
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A lovely poem.
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Thank you! ❤️
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You’re welcome 😉
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