i have moved
without your moving me
i have seen
what you have not
i remember
all that might have been
i know what you forgot
somewhere a desired woman frees a magic bird captured with deceit or cruel cunning by some prince or wizard or stable hand in order to capt...
This little poem says so much. It's rhythm and rhyme make it especially memorable.
ReplyDeleteI have read and re-read your last three posts. Your poems touch me deeply.
thank you ever so! i value your reading time and your comments.
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