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Light Years and Inches Slide into One Another
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Butterflies and Cannibalism Just standing here,
solitary, but not alone,
my face to the sun;
million year old photons
from minutes ago,
flash and burn
as I stand here;
on this particular
piece of earth,
soggy swamp ground,
soft beneath my feet,
and I wonder
just where is it
that I have been,
where I am.
I feel like the strongest
I feel like the strongest part was
"million year old photons
from minutes ago,
flash and burn "
and that the rest of the oem doesn't live up to these lines :/
that beig said I also really see the feeling behind the poem and can totally relate!
Much Love
Ashley
;-)
Those lines are a key idea of the poem. Glad you liked them!
This one is sheet brilliance!
This one is sheet brilliance! I love the title too:
And i adore this evious to distraction "million year old photons, from minutes ago"
Ooooooh!
Hugss n good cheer alwaySS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
;-)
I thought you might like this one! Thanks Dear!
Well I can say being up at
Well I can say being up at 5:37am and not having a wink of sleep...this strikes a true cord. I absolutely love this!
~Soul
:-D
Thank you so much!
ooh very nice!
ooh very nice!
;-)
Thank you!
Yep
I wonder that too. Nice existence write. Nice Title.
~ Lady A ~
;-)
Deeply appreciated Lady A! Seems I do my best writing when I'm outdoors ;-)
Re-Read 01-20-22
"...on this particular piece of earth." The specificity of place is so very fine.
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Lady A
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