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Uncontained,
you fell into place
empuzzled, complete,
but your pieces dislodged in my tide.
I swept you along
we encompassed amor,
unravelling heart and mind.
Five hundred pieces of dream,
where sky meets with water
and shadows are past,
there’s no looking back.
©Paul Cannon
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
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Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. - Edgar Allan Poe
Korean cooking, restaurants, and delivery foods
poet and author of The Light in the Cave
A place to freely express emotions and ideas.
Home of Democracy Jones
Man is a self-conscious nothing. ~Julius Bahnsen
"That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works." Psalm 26:7
Welcome to poetry and poetic imagery
📍enthusiasm runs the world
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That’s a journey of two entwined souls moving in same directions with a common goal….. Well penned ✌💕
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Thanks so much OJ a lovely reflection and gladly recieved
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My pleasure always ✌💕
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🙂
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Though I am not a poet,I love the meaning.Well expressed.Thank you
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I really appreciate that.
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a good write.
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James so kind of you to read and comment, much appreciated.
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With pleasure
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I love the beautiful message you conveyed. Two souls became one.
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beautiful
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Thanks Lyn
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love this quadrille. I haven’t written one in a long time. like how the words tumble into each other
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Thank you so much Gina. If I’m making the tea you’re writing a quadrille!
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hah! a challenge! I like Punjabi tea but will settle for English breakfast
here’s your quadrille
tea
for you and me
the brew for
two
the sweet joy
of fellowship
of liquid and solids
the strength
of the brew
just right for
two
on the balcony
or the patio
anywhere the heart
seeks
and finds
that place to just rest
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Okay, English Breakfast it is 🙂
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awesome! thank you
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Pleasure
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Wonderful quadrille, I love the way place to rest is actually the feel of the whole poem, really draws to that first sip and conversation, thank you.
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it was so very off the cuff, so thank you. tea time is a sacred ritual for some cultures, I have had the best conversations with my kids over tea. how lovely that you caught my intention of the quadrille, yes the drink and the connection.
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Yes, our family would agreee and my wife and I use it to catch up at the end of a day
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that sounds really lovely, there is something about that tea time hour that makes us go slow, i hope you and your lovely wife experience more of these!
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Yes, I agree, we slow down in those times, and I wish the same for you.
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