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Do you see me now?
My dark form, hollow
Despair has eaten away my soul
One tiny seed of hope lingers
That she will come
A new Guinevere
To call Arthur from his sleep
Claim the sword
from the Lady of the Lake
place a flower by my hollow grave
with love spoken
bring me back…
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Quite a dark poem for you, Anita. Very well written. Have a lovely day.
Glad you liked it, Robbie, even if it was a bit dark…
I like dark.
I fell right into this one Anita and sunk so deep. Beautiful poem ❤️❣️
Thank you, Jude…
HI Jude, lovely to see you here.
New blog Roberta? What happened to Robbie’s inspiration?
HI Jude, I have two blogs, Robbie’s Inspiration is for my children’s books and poetry and Roberta Writes is for my adult writing and book reviews.
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