I remember solitude
as a white semi circle
slightly to the left
on a deep canvas
and
during one long night
of mirroring the pin holes
far beyond my reach
I wished I could fit
through one
and sleep
on the other side.
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It made me remember living in a tent on the beach in Canada. Excellant imagery.
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love the image this brings
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A very nice write--well penned--flows smoothly. Durthers rarely come true, too bad.
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Very beautiful.......the imagery is very well done! It sullen but in a soft, peaceful way. Short, but excellently constructed.
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This seems to be a really peaceful poem. I can feel your mellowness flowing. It seems to me that You didn't have a care in the world. It reminds me of an innocent child. This is really good.
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i dont know why, but this reminded me of my brother and i staying up at night and poking holes in paperplates in the shape of constellations so we could shine a torch through them and... nevermind... we were weird. haha.
but enjoyed thinking about it when i read this. i know that feeling.
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naa that's not weird, that sounds like fun!!! Thanks for the comment.
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