Looks below
long enough
to find the other well
‘Is it just a reflection
of this one?’
‘Or is there
another sky?’
A place to
rest need-
be more
comfortable
than the bed
to sleep on
What train of thoughts
does not wanting to
to face faces,
run on, I wonder
the excuse of
dependence?
Or faith in
humiliation?
A Blind Bird 
a triad of swaying sentiments, lass. beautifully done
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Merci, C ^_^
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you certainly have a wonderful way of writing and describing things…
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Beautiful and cleverly wrapped! sometimes many words are said and yet the story is still unsaid. Things are seen and still the vastness of unseen is unexplored. The bracketed thing in the title adds a deeper dimension tot he poem,
Reading your poems after a way long time. Good to be here.
Shine Bright!
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