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shall I break
as thunderclouds
above the place you dream
or pull my winter shawl
across your grave
forgiven all
but just the one
betrayal to my love
a dawning unencumbered
by my name
shares the fate
of children
as light we never knew
was come of breath
an early death
to save
as hunger from
our last embrace
reclaimed to wilderness
remembers us
to silence
we became
. . .
tornadoday 
Powerful my friend.
Your kindness is such a blessing to me, my friend. ~ Love ever, Bobbie
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You honor me with your kindness…….. Thank you so much, dear friend. ~ Love always, Bobbie
Oh, Bobbie, the first five lines bring my soul to its knees before your poem hardly gets started. To pull a winter shawl across a grave is just poetic grace. … and the remembering us to silence… ~ just beautiful, my friend. xi
Thank you, dear Angela. Always, when words spill from the soul, I know you hear. 🙂 I love you! ~ Bobbie
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Deeply moving and touching…I felt your words so deep within as they moved me to spiritual tears, and even then they danced beautiful within my mind and heart…such a very endearing poem Bobbie, thanks for sharing!
I am so very blessed, Wendell – if these words have the power to move you so. Thank you, brother. I love you. ~ Bobbie
Strong and raw. I especially loved this:
“…pull my winter shawl across your grave…”
Peace,
Eric
Thank you, dearest Eric. It’s funny (but not really) that when I read back through various pieces, it is those words where I have no explanation for where they come – those words I cling to the most….those words such as you’ve found. ~ Always love, Bobbie
The powerful energy of your words flows out to touch all who hear…thank you Bobbie. Love always, Xxx
My sweet beautiful friend, my blessing is in the will of words finding your heart. There, my riches. Thank you, Jane. You are loved……..you are love. ~ Bobbie
This is profound, Bobbie. I’ll only say I like it, nothing more… ~xo~
Me
There’s no greater compliment to me than to know you like it. 🙂 Thank you, Paul. ~ Ever, Me
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