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MISSION... IMPOSSIBLE...

What now?
these words form
galleon ships
in molten skies
imperious, defeated,
magnificently high

the clouds, rock hard tales
crushed to boulders by time
the narrative alien,
unreadable, not mine

and you, deep green velvet
a soft honeyed hue
coasting gently in mists
just beyond
just in view...
unreachable

what now...

M P 20/6/21

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PL Jaison

Good write Price! Unparalled imagination. 

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Marion

Thankyou kind sir 🤗

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Gwendoline

Wow Marion you are the master of words and imagery. Their is anguish in this I sense. Such sadness ❤️

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Marion

Thanks love...be in touch soon..just trying to catch up.on here ...hugs 💕

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Gwendoline

All good lovely 💗 I had my second vaccine today. Feeling a bit off right now anyhow. Hugs xoxox 

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Jill Tait

Awwwww indeed my lovely lass…what now???? ❤️🌹❤️💕

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Jill Tait

I tell you something Marion my
lovely lass alas, sadness hasn’t half made u shine brighter than any celestial ⭐️

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Marion

You are kind my friend...🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

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Pratibha Savani

I agree with the other comments Marion. You are brilliant had ingenious lines. So what now...?! Pinned. Pxxx

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Marion

Thankyou love...really appreciated ❤️

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Shaun Cronick

Marion you are simply the bee's knees, the dog's doodahs, the poet's poet.
An angst write mirrored by your attentive imagination.

A real touch of poetry class and a cut above.
Full honours, but it's not about stars and pins.
It's about the words and what words indeed.
Thanks for writing and sharing and simply take care my friend.❤️

 

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Marion

Thankyou lovely man x

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