Mindlovemisery Photo Challenge #404 #Poetry February 25, 2022 / Words on Paper Photo credit Sarah Whiley Without Wings This morning, I feel like flour, falling through a sieve Leaving soft white layers of myself behind I am as light as wings Giddy with the power of flight How soon will reality bring me down? ©AnitaDawes 2022 Share this:EmailTweetMoreMixLike this:Like Loading... Related
My pleasure. The image of a ballerina just came to mind as I read your poem; the lightness and the floating/flowing was captivating. LikeLike Reply
Such clever imagery, Anita!
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I thought Anita’s poem was pure magic too, Steve… she sends her thanks!
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Beautifully expressed!
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Thank you… 🐠🪴
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Begs to be the outline for a short ballet.❤
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What a lovely thing to say, thank you…
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My pleasure. The image of a ballerina just came to mind as I read your poem; the lightness and the floating/flowing was captivating.
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Beautiful lines
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Thank you…
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Thanks for sharing, Michael!
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