The Living Poetry May visual prompt
They are puzzled about me
An eccentric nerd
buries herself in books
walks in summer storm
stares at the sky for hours
A sore thumb
stands out in small talks
unable to pick up social cues
receives no offense of sarcasm
I am told that
I am the eighth colour
of the rainbow
I am just as beautiful
as all the other flowers
in the field
Flicker of Thoughts 
Yes you are beautiful my friend. Lovely poem. Sending you hugs and love Cassa. β€οΈπ€Joni
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That is beautiful! This made me smile.
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I like that it brought you smile. That made my writing all so worth it. Thank you R!
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I adore this, the final stanza is so beautiful.
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Thank you Lauren! I appreciate you stopping by.
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Really beautiful dear~ π
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Thank you sweetie!
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Love that last stanza and I think violets are the most beautiful flower.
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The eighth colour of the rainbow! That’s a good one.
“walks in summer storm” haha, that’s totally me, but scoots in summer storm now :). Also winter storm π.
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In Uni days, my friend Zoe and I walked/ran in summer storms in the midst of thunder and lightning.
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Ok that’s just crazy ππ. I can’t do that!
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You know the stated odds of getting struck by lighting are based on the assumption that you don’t actively seek itβ¦? π¬
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Well we were youn and ignorant π
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Awesome! Last stanza you just hit out of the park! Wish I had written this! It’s really really really good!
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