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Heartbeat

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Tonight,
in my
divine consciousness,
I find myself not
so with peace.

Lost in this
desire for you
I hear the inner cries
of solitude without
you.

Inside each
life-breath,

I listen.

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© Oisin

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  • tara wilson gold member
    March 22

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    "Inside each
    life-breath,

    I listen."

    this poem is so still & silent, all i hear are breaths...and i can feel those cries of solitude.


    beautiful poetry, as always Scott...


  • SummerlandRayne gold member
    January 21
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    Wonderful write!!!


    Az


  • Night Hope gold member
    January 18

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    Sighhh...You pen beautiful melancholy so tenderly, my Friend. I wish you weren't quite so skillful with it, Scribe...for your sake, if not for mine...& welcome to all 3 of my finest lists, including my newest one, designated to "separate the wheat from the chaff", as they say...although there is NO chaff within my view, not among my favorite writers. None at all. Keep your toes warm, Sweetie. Have a lovely week...