Her colorful red sky conversations Were captivating to say the least Like shadows falling into crevices I fell into her spoken alluring words Unbeknownst they lacked...an exit Poet of the Light © 2020
the reverberation of a hidden well…freed.
Her colorful red sky conversations Were captivating to say the least Like shadows falling into crevices I fell into her spoken alluring words Unbeknownst they lacked...an exit Poet of the Light © 2020
"... The insignificant with the sacred unique" Sleeping at Last
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Sometimes “red sky” speaks as a warning. Great little poem with plenty to say.
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Yes, as a sailor’s time trusted bad omen. Thank you.
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Absolutely enchanting ❤❤❤
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Most kind of you to say.?
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It’s a pleasure always
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Wow ❤ gorgeous
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Thank you
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