Open Poetry #50 |
Rita’s Visit To The Well: Her Love Was Not A Sound But A Sight To Behold... |
Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Rita dropped her love into the well near his grave today Then she listened… longing to hear the echo of her love reverberating back to her Listening…listening…when suddenly she saw the ripples over the water spreading out slowly in a silent, sweet response Love never dies... ...just bein' Bluesy [This message has been edited by Bluesy Socrateaser (04-05-2018 04:51 PM).] |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
I have always claimed love to be a verb and not a noun. But in this case I love the 'sound' of your noun. ~L |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Thanks so much, Miss Lori. Based on your comment, I altered the title to reflect her more personal interpretation rather than semantics. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
this is delicate and very touching, thanks yann |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
I appreciate your view, yann. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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