In isolation, I am rock solid, fearless, present Memories moon-bows miracle of love, whispers of what might have been Will not let current fear shape me; I am tethered to faith, gently gliding (Submitted for Eugi’s Causerie Weekly prompt: mighty. Image my own.)
Happiness worship an unmonitored highway – numinous moments catalyst for earthbound soul – church impulses, breathe spirit. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter. This poem is in the form of tanka. Image my own.)
I have ventured into your atmosphere slipped my skin your skin and discovered a universe thoughts emotions beliefs blending into a physical dance of light and shadow nuances of colour delineating life At our core we are light leaning into mystery cellular interpretations of a symphony we cannot hear Compassion extended mind altered we meld. […]
I love orange, for me it is a colour of vitality
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Yes!
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And nothing would rhyme with you, either lol. Beautiful color. It’s all just brown here.
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Lol…pretty sure nothing rhymes with me anyway. Stay warm
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P.J. rhymes with V.J. lol That would make you the perfect person to cuddle with!!
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Yes! Yes! Perfect.
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I thought so, too 😉
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Very nice. Orange brightens everything!
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Thanks. I think so.
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You write it so lovely, VJ–I’m not so found of orange, find it glaring…but you’ve shown me a far different view!
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You are very sweet.
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Wow, this is incredibly beautiful, the words and the imagery you created in these three lines.
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Thanks Hélène – my favourite colour, lol.
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