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it seems
(you know)
you knew me then
tho some might say
I’ve changed
made softer
by the coming back –
by passions rearranged
the same dark eyes
where laughter sits
how many moons (forgave)
to wonder where
the time has gone –
with every secret saved
a dream or more
forgotten (you
were taking them somewhere)
I wake to worlds
unknown to word –
with whispers in my hair
as petals scattered
o’er the bed –
gypsy moths conceive
(windows needing washing)
– a love to let
believe
destiny
of broken cups –
just (one more) passing through
mysteries return me (still)
as feeling –
(once you knew)
. . .
tornadoday 
!!!!!!!!!!!!
O, Stephen………….I love this response. Without words, I hear your heart. Thank you! ~ Love ever, Bobbie
wow! this is amazing. I love it.
Thank you so much, my kind and generous friend. ~ Much love, Bobbie
“I’ve changed made softer by the coming back -by passions rearranged” Oh Bobbie this is such a truth. The beauty of life is the passions rearranged. For myself this has been a difficult lesson…one I now accept as a blessing. Namaste, mary
I think most of us know that feeling – the coming back with passions rearranged. If we’re lucky, we can do it without coming back! 🙂 The beauty of life is understanding and embracing our passions, holding still to the best and the worst of our journey. My love to you, Mary. ~ Always, Bobbie
Emotions and beauty in words! Thanks!
You are too kind, my friend. I am humbled by your offering of grace. ~ Much love, Bobbie
“I wake to worlds
unknown to word –
with whispers in my hair”
You just made me dream… while I was reading this. Actually!
You are no poet. No, I dare say! You are an illusionist, a literary illusionist! I could read your works for an entire day!
Love & Best wishes,
Tanumoy
Tanumoy, you just made my day…….with these words, with this understanding of what verse is meant to be. I have never created a word that was not already here, waiting the one who would give it more – a place in the heart – a place in the soul – a little dream or two. 🙂 Thank you. Dream away, my friend. ~ Love, Bobbie
It’s a privilege to have that dream. A divine gift. Waiting for more. 🙂
Just beautiful, light and airy, but packed with emotions. I also love the rhythm of the words. I can almost hear your voice, Bobbie. Love, Dee
Thank you, Dee. I’m quite certain you can since I hear yours all the time – in the waltzing of the wind and the chorus of doves along my roof…… Thank you. ~ My love, Bobbie
And everyday you bring something more beautiful to life, and everyday, i sit in utter amazement by each new words embrace! You always bring a glow to a morning smile!
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this is really good! Bravo! ❤