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morale



oh to blow away in the wind
like dandelion seeds
just to find a smile

...tada...

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  • Dhonesquil
    October 21
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    If you want to share
    I'm willing to hear
    Speak to me, have no fear
    Trust in me, hesitate never.

    -=de=-


  • Demington
    October 19

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    Read it again. Liked it again.

    Good stuff.

    • raw love
      October 28
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      yay, second reads and still likes are always a good sign. smiles.

  • hose30
    October 17

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    Great word from a wise person."greatnees doesnt come through conformity but through reformation.Sometime in this life decandence is all around us. and Peoploe dont want to be different, so they choose the opposite route. But if you can hold on to your morality, or change for the better, it will be a struggle. Great write and take care.

    • raw love
      October 28
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      Thanks bro, I appreciate your comments. Hope you are well!


  • The Drifter
    October 16

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    A wistful poem of escape, to travel out of the present to a better place that welcomes you with a smile. Very well done, I can see the dandelion seeds floating away as the breeze catches them. Thank you for sharing.

    • raw love
      October 28
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      smiles, thank you, thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts.


  • LightOfDawn
    October 15
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  • Demington
    October 15
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    Whimsical and light, but with a sense of purposeful wandering, or wondering, maybe both.

    This poem is good like a good long walk on a cold and blustery day.

    IC C


  • iceanddiamonds
    October 15

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    interesting, and the first two lines are oh so pretty, but the relation between them and the last line and the title is ambiguous - to me

    in any case the poem's a breeze and very nice - if a bit shattered - in the context of the end of summer


  • CaliOkie silver member
    October 14

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    Some of us are not made to blow away in the wind but must stand firm in the gale and watch things that are blown away. This is so wonderful . . . wistful indeed, and dreamy. Very well done.

    Garrison


  • Mr.
    October 14

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    Aw, I really like this one. It's cute and kinda wistful.

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