The winds had blown throughout the night
Rain had poured down from the night sky
With the morning came a change
Blue sky heralded the dawn of the day
Bruised, battered and blood-stained lay
A leaf on the skylight, a victim of the night
The winds had blown throughout the night
Rain had poured down from the night sky
With the morning came a change
Blue sky heralded the dawn of the day
Bruised, battered and blood-stained lay
A leaf on the skylight, a victim of the night
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very good poem and photo, I am sure there will be no stopping the creative juices now. look forward to reading more.
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Many, many thanks Joan. It’s good to know that you look forward to more. 🍀
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Very nice MM! Great shot of the poor lonely leaf as well.
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It was the leaf stuck to the glass all wet and semi-transparent that caught my eye. The words just slipped out! MM🍀
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Wish words that nice would just slip out of my fingers!
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Fabulous! And you keep saying you’re not a poet…. why is that again?
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Simply because I have never written anything like poetry before other than at school where I was not known for my writing ability. Hopefully that was simply a symptom of my handwriting. Thanks for taking the time to comment, really appreciated. MM 🍀
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Me too and I felt I did a decent job with The Chair… maybe we are just more mature and comfortable with ourselves now…
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On the blog it seems a bit more anonymous and I don’t mind putting it out there somehow. Agree with you on the chair… MM 💚
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Hmmm. Could be the reason! However, I think we’re just better than when we were in school because we choose to write and are not obliged to! And thanks…🌻
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Well captured and written 🙂
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Hey, thanks Cath, just back from a course. Glad you liked it
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Simply love both photo and poem
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Many, many thanks Jean, much appreciated. MM 🍀
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