Pools of teardrops
Gather
Behind my eyelids
Writing becomes impossible
As the rock in my throat
Forces pain
My voice continues
Yet silent
I begged for this path
It is mine.
Pools of teardrops
Gather
Behind my eyelids
Writing becomes impossible
As the rock in my throat
Forces pain
My voice continues
Yet silent
I begged for this path
It is mine.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
wonderful
accepting
what presents
itself, smiling 🙂
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Hi there, Smiley
You’re a breeze of fresh air. Good to see you!
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Beautiful.
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Hi, Susan. Good to see you. Thank you..
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Yes indeed – often we beesch that which we desire, only to be left speechless when we are forced onto the path to procure it.
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Very wise of you, Sir. You say it so eloquently. Thank you for stopping in!
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No, thank you.
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Third time I’ve read this, and always the same reaction. You’re writing you, but also me and probably many others. Sometimes it’s so painful to speak as memories surface and evoke past pain and longing. But you’re on a journey, you have much more to travel, and there will be joy along the way.
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I think that’s why I knew I could share this poem. It does speak to many a situation. Your wisdom and experience is so very welcome here.
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That Spanish moss is a perfect backdrop for your poem. You captured the mood and feeling perfectly.
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I’m glad I chose this photo, John. Thankful the pairing has found approval. I’m a bit rusty.
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Your rusty is everyone else’s perfect.
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You’re an amazing supporter of my thoughts and I thank you. Truly♡
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🙂
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Your creativity, dear Audrey, will heal you. I know I understand I relate only too well right now. Keep on writing, keep on taking images, get lost in a world of your own making and the pain will subside over time. Faith says it shall. Amen. ❤ ❤ ❤
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I’m going to try to do just what you’ve suggested, Amy. My heart goes out to you. I’ll be keeping you and your journey in my prayers. I’m so sorry. xoxo
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I’m keeping you in my prayers, Audrey. Hang on to your creativity. You will find Peace within it. 🙂 ❤
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The combination of photo and words forms a haunting composite image. Nicely done, but sad.
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Hi, Dan. Your opinion is welcomed and encouraged. Thank you for seeing this as art.
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You had me with the photo of the Spanish Moss, Audrey — such a hauntingly beautiful pest!! Just be glad you *can* write through the pain. How awful it would be, having NO outlet to express oneself!! Remember, you don’t have to show your most private words, either. Some things are best reserved for the dust bunnies beneath the bed…or the shredder!!
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Incredibly hard to imagine going back to feeling like I couldn’t write my heart. That it would be too sad to read. I feel inspired and free to share my journey. Much of the sadness, in poetry, won’t be shared here. As you gently reminded, but I do feel some pieces of my path should be shared. Thank you for being near.
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Count on my support and love, ma’am. I, too, know what hurt feels like…and healing. For me, healing comes through time and creativity, whatever form I choose to use. Oh, and prayer, lots of it!!
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Thank you ever so, Debbie. You’re a ray of sunshine…I’m going to enjoy the process of healing, as I know the light that awaits. I see it already.
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OH How I understand this. Truly I do. Keep Singing my Friend. Your music will soothe your Spirit and Heal the pain. {{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}
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Thank you for sitting in on this piece. I’ll be here. Promise.
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I do hope so, because your poetry is utterly breathtaking my friend 🙂
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Thankful you believe so, my dear.
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I feel this, I understand .
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Sometimes expressing all that I can feel in seconds is just far too much. Thank you, Willow♡
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love the pairing
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Thank you for the comment and for reading. Enjoy your day!
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