Poem -

Glow

she had a strange light
all about her,
which she wore like a
pair of drawn
curtains, to let all her
shadows
   breathe easy, she said ..
and while
those she did cast both
fore and aft,
appeared golden, not
one of her
  disciples then glowed ..
but in that
moment she stumbled
  and fell, each
one of those disciples
  could tell she
was far from perfect
and her robe
was but sackcloth, hastily
  throwed ..

 

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Lorna

Hi Neville, I thoroughly enjoyed this one......think we all have some sort of barrier that we show to the world, an ability to mask what we consider the (less pleasing) aspects of our personalities ...but somtimes those windows aren't glazed well causing a draft that blows the curtains open

Lorna xxx 

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Neville

what a very kind review you have left for me Lorna .. many thanks indeed .. I cherish every word .. Neville xx

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sparrowsong

Hello Nev...

What you see is what you get?

The bottom line is the one that matters most?

​​​​​​Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Neville

Thank you for dropping in .. I like what I see my friend .. Neville 

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Marion

This needs words I just don't have right now...Will be back x

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Neville

I'm counting on it ..
Bless you our M .. no rush, no pressure, no worries whatsoever xx

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