Lotus unfolding -poems
to tell stories
her 3rd grade painting
gift wraps the hidden feelings
foretold -growing.
She practices pirouettes
the mirror reflecting
long, lean days that rise,
an age in messages
of rose-petal blessings.
Her mind insists
nothing will be right -to him
wild honey tastes sweet
and in between the crevices
he finds her safe tonight.
Awesome words. You selected the perfect image for this piece as well.
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“She practices pirouettes the mirror reflecting” – I see her. Beautiful, Jeanne.
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🧡🕊🎶🎶 thank you
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Hey Rita, i see your posts but im not able to click “like”. ??? The button has disappeared… but i will tell you, your counterclockwise piece…. AMAZING!!! ❤️👏🏻
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Thanks, sweetheart! I don’t know what happened. I’ll check it out.
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