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discarded sparkles

the stars hang
like discarded sparkles
like a child's tantrum
has thrown them there

I want to thread them 
into something else
want the whole darn sky
to make some sense

again

M ~

 

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Simon Bromley

How I have missed your words Marion, thoroughly enjoyed.

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Marion

Missed yours too Simon... thankyou x

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Bernadete van d...

It does’t make sense, Marion. Perhaps the stars can help. 
Beautifully expressed, my friend. 

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Marion

The stars always help.. just gazing at them.is therapeutic isn't it... thanks so much B x

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Being Me

I love the idea of this! Using the stars strewn across the universe as a way of expressing the chaos. And threading them to try and make sense of (and calm) that chaos. Great work xx

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Marion

Got to be honest the idea came from the little one who run out of bracelet beads and pondered how cool.a star bracelet would look lol... thanks so much Tina and I really do appreciate you taking the time to scroll my scribbles... I really do appreciate it my friend xx

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Shirley Harrison

Incredibly powerful, I'd take the stars from the sky to have certain things back. ❤️  A fantastic title 🌹

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Marion

Thankyou so much my friend x

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Neville

This is such a big little poem far greater than the tiny sum of its parts .. it made me smile at first, then think on it a while, then smile again .. and again and again .. I think you may have something here our M .. x

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Marion

Once I've threaded the stars I will send you a friendship bracelet. Thanks Nev x

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Neville

I shall wear it with pride x

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