An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
Very beautiful poem 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
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Thank you!
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Those clouds look so cool 😀 😀
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Thanks Cee.
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Such a beautiful poem with stunning imagery. I love it! 💟
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Thanks Eugi!
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Loved the alliteration of the second stanza…like sailing swiftly down the road into the horizon…
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Yes! Thank you
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You’re welcome.
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A beautiful feel to your lines.
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Thank you
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Numinous darkness provides such great imagery VJ.
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Thanks Lou
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Speaking directly to my heart this morning, VJ. Thank you so much. And the photos? Sigh. So good. 💕
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Yes, these are photos. Living in the country offers the best sky views. Thanks.
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I love this! Both the feeling and the imagery.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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So beautifully expressed VJ. 😍
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Thanks Sadje
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Most welcome my friend
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