When I asked Bree to write together, she generously shared with me a poem she’d already crafted. I wrote in with her effortlessly like a little leaf floating along a river.
It’s difficult to find the words some days
I’m a thesaurus full of blank pages
Trying to dig between the emptiness
old stories stare back at me
characters having a banter party
without me
There must be unfinished business with those ghosts of my past
They invade my waking moments
eating up my creativity
thieving all the phrases that used to live inside my mind
I gather my strength
focus my weary mind
willing the words to come back
Surely if I shake the past hard enough
they’ll release all they hold captive
and start falling like cherry blossoms covering every crevice and crack of the page
You two really do produce such beautiful poetry 🖤🖤
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Thanks Charmer! ☺️
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You’re so welcome my friend 😊🖤
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You’re a dream to write with Cassa 💜
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A brilliant collaboration guys … Give the thesaurus a good shake, and hopefully, some old pages will fall my way … lately, tiredness has me running on empty ..
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There are days when our will is not catching up with our energy. May you restore your vigour soon Ivor! 💚
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Old age is catching up with me .. 😉
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I adore this poem, the last two sentences of which touch my heart. I love cherry blossoms. 🌸
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☺️🤗
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Beautiful and harmonious.
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Thanks Rob!
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Nicely done you two truly lovely. 🦋
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Thank you Joni. Bree made it easy for me. ☺️
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