Poem -
velvet yellow
I tend to sit a lot
The window is always dressed.
I like
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How it's a kind of velvet yellow
××××××××××××××××××××××××××
when the dust dances
purple blue when the trees
wind down and
••••••••••••••••••
go to sleep
Happen moons will fill
++++++++++++++++++
the whole darn glass
a theatre for night
A masterclass
I am waiting for god
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to come and explain
I am waiting for god
to make clear his gain
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for my pain ~
M
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Comments
So many questions, too little..,or
no answers. And the show must
go on, right, Marion? B
I sometimes think we are all actors in god's great play... I assume he will let us know what he thinks of our performance when we die. Yes ...the show must go on...thanks B x
A bigger picture among the details of everyday
Thankyou so much R x
Marion, you truly are one of the very best poets I've ever read, kudos on the striking imagery and emotions once again. 🤗
I am so greatly honoured by your comment dear friend ... and even if it's not true I'm going to grab it with both hands and treasure it 😊🤩😊... thankyou so much Shirley X
It's incredibly true for me ❤️
❤
Parts of this are out of this world .. the rest is just brilliant .. x
Oh you flatterer you... bring it on🤩
Thankyou truly Nev...always appreciated X