Golden paths found leading
Whether or not I’m agreeing
Will guide me straight to you
Clouds looming
Outlook fleeting
Wind dismissing
Wearing a sunken track
Through the center of me
Created by you, will destroy
Golden paths found leading
Whether or not I’m agreeing
Will guide me straight to you
Clouds looming
Outlook fleeting
Wind dismissing
Wearing a sunken track
Through the center of me
Created by you, will destroy
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
I like
😀
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Thank you, Ray 🙂 A little different.
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The way you paralleled the contrasts in the field with the pattern of your stanzas is amazing, Aud. Well done.
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I’ve missed these comments from you, Chum. You make me blush. Thank you, my dear. ♡
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You are insanely talented, my dear. You have a command of form that is enviable.
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Humbled by you, Mark. Thank you for thinking so, but I am quite simple. I assure you. You sent me to the clouds with this comment. May have to look for me there now. 🙂
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I’ve been told I keep my head there. We should be in good company. 😉
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Well then I should be just fine, I think. 😉
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Loved this. A sunken track…that sounds cool! Tell me more!
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Second stanza is suken, as well. Thank you, Duke. Tell you what…. *hmm*
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Ooo! You’re doing that on purpose. I feel like I need more info, you know…
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And I’m left wondering which to give you.
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The sunken track part…
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Do you want to know about the field’s sunken track or my sunken track?
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Yours of course! Unless…you don’t want to say!
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Oh, I’m just a feisty redhead who has jealous tendencies over nothing she can control. I think that should be clear as mud. I don’t share well, Duke. What is even sillier is that I have no right to be jealous nor have feelings of ownership. It is quite the mess I get my mind in, I think. Why does the written and creative word have to be so mysterious and alluring? Tis your fault, maybe. (You opened a can of worms.)
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No! It’s very interesting. But you haven’t old me what you’re jealous about. I think I can see how something like that is very possible, you know. The internet…is a weird place!
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Told you it was stupid.
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Well, okay, then. But I doubt it. Don’t think just because you like something that it’s stupid, I guess. I’m talking too much.
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Ugh. I’ve upset you. I’m sorry.
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No! I’m fine. I’m not upset, promise!
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See. Poets are messy creatures.
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So are professors.
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*moves over so you can sit beside me* *hands you the blue pillow*
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*hands Audith cherry juice*
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*sips it* You were correct. It is good, Duke.
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A compelling pull, not being able to help yourself? Such a powerful, powerful draw, then.
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Yes, I think you have the right idea, Gus. Thank you for taking the time to think about my writing. You flatter me.
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Well, you do give good food for thought 🙂
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I hope I do, Gus. 😉
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Love the shortened middle stanza. It’s a sunken track, right through the middle of the poem! Wow. ❤ ❤
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Thank you, my friend. I’m thrilled you noticed the sunken track. ♡♡
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Lovely
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Thanks, Sleepy
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Welcome, Aud
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