Poem -

MOON

Does the moon

Know
Me
as daughter

As here
between the sprinkled hawthorn
And blackberry inks


Include
myself
To sit and think

Of her

As mother

M P 31/1/22

 

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Marion

Thankyou Robert x

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Jill Tait

Awww love you priceless  Marion🌹🌹🌹

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Shaun Cronick

Very nice Marion and has a feeling of oneness and tranquillity about it.
And also that  mirror image/ refection woven in, that is so good to read.
Hope all is well my friend and hugs to you and a few more to see you through those Winter days and nights. x.
 

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Marion

Bless you Shaun, I'm sorry I've not got around to replying to you PM yet, I'm having a problem with the email...unable to send sometimes and some comments I don't relieve also. I read your poem.though and it is stunning my friend X

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Being Me

Awwwwww....love, love, LOVE this!  Brilliant lines! The quoted ones are inspiring

As here
between the sprinkled hawthorn
And blackberry inks

 

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Marion

Yea well...I.lied...there is sod all blooming in my garden right now 😆😆😆...thanks love xx

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Being Me

Poetic license dear Marion!

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Neville

This may or may not have been entered into a competition anywhere .. but I'll have you know, I am hereby awarding it first prize, so there :) x .................................. Neville 

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Marion

You are very kind Nev...can I request the prize?? I'd like to know all the mysteries of life and death...hope you can afford it 😊😊x

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