22 Friday Jan 2016
Posted in Poetry
here
was all
before I knew
before my first
beginning
light was poured
from heart
to boot
hopeful
never ending
broken stones
with one more step
to get from
this
return
sheltered by
the shadow of your sighs
whispers fell
from wishes cast
stars
no longer shine
dreamers wake
to love anew –
one more
every
time
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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Beautiful, Bobbie. And good to see you again. I’ve been blogging less and it seems you too. We’ve been diong these blogs a long while. Most people drop out of the race a lot earlier. The smart ones. After the prose and a physical sort of return for you, I like the tone of these poems .
Yes, Steven. These days, any spare time I have is spent with my daddy………..or catching up on much needed sleep! I am quite certain the words will wait…….. ❤ Thank you for the blessing of you…….
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Remembering us ever to our birth……….. ❤
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as are you………
I have to agree with what everyone else has said, Bobbie, and add my own welcome-back. It’s been a while since I’ve seen words from you…………..xo
Dearest Paul, I know you know………..there are times when words can’t begin to tell what sits in my heart…………when only the still seems worthy………..