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Rain waters the edge of my world
Dry patches
where I cannot place my feet
The world no longer spins
Caught on a tilt
I seem poised
Clinging to the edge of the bridge
Blue purple green colour
changing with the light
Having slipped from my mooring
I can no longer stand straight
inside my glass snow globe
The hand that holds me
wonders why…
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The glass snow globe! So original, I love it!
Thank you!
Beautifully done :) I love these two lines:
‘Having slipped from my mooring
I can no longer stand straight’
Maybe it’s because I sometimes feel like this.
Thank you, Chris…
Great take, i like this
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Very profound! Love it. Thanks for participating in the Prompt.
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