Petals:I’ve counted thempressed thempreserved them Dropsof sentimentprescientpretenders Trivialpursuits of passiongaming for lovechildish ploys Petalsfickle as the seasonselusive as joytoo soon expended. (For Eugi’s Weekly Prompt: petals. Image my own.)
It’s just a moth, I offeredthat blue moon nightrattling windowschafing nerves We’d chosen exile –sister and I – refuge from family demons, not ours to claim Innocence borrowsresponsibility – I boreit like a badge;she shattered Could not discriminatedarkness from her owninner light – soughtto end the fury I’ll carry us both,I murmured, too youngto recognize […]
Countless, the timesI’ve spoken out of place –words spilling unfiltered –grading myself harshlyin the aftermath – Yet a pauciloquent tonguewould leave me drowningthoughts stirringin a stagnant pool –perhaps I’ll strivefor moderation. (Image my own)
Can’t even tell that you’ve used titles. Wonderful! ❤
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Thanks. Isn’t that cool?
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I like the flow. Were these arranged in order or did you move the titles around?
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I skipped a lot of titles (unrelated) and just switched the last two (broke my own rule)
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Lol! Rules are made to be broken! You’re a rebel!!
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Oh yeah!
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This is so gorgeous. I’m praying that your healing will be complete.
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Well..it seems always to be a process… thank you.
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Yes, I know about process…seems forever, but maybe that’s part of the Plan 🙂
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Yes…I believe so.
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🙂 ❤
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