Poem -

One Inch Of Air

Knowing I could not leave
I would will my space
Smaller and smaller
Untill the universe shrank

Became a gap between
The sheets and my head
Where in one inch of air
I would live my life dead

M P 26/7/22

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Neville

If this don't win a prize, I'll eat my hat & have a discreet word with the judge :)

I am sure you will disagree, but in my humble opinion, this is quite possibly the best yet M x

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Marion

Neville it is lovely to hear a voice, any voice ...but your discerning and wise voice is a particular pleasure ...and honour... in these dark and mostly silent cosmo caverns where everything except for ego seems to sleep these days πŸ₯±πŸ₯±πŸ˜” thankyou my friend ....truly appreciated X

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Neville

I thought it was a bit quiet here too .. but You Marion, are always within earshot and ever welcome x

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Marion

It is so quiet I fell asleep on my pen Nev πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜†Β 

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Neville

What do you reckon is going on? x

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Marion

Ego...

(I am here for my greatness to be read not to participate in the reading of other people's trivia)Β 

Plus...all the old group who did participate into making this place a community have left...and the rest of us have become apathetic to newbies who post and run and so consequently...do the same lol.
my take...in a nutshell πŸ˜πŸ˜’πŸ˜‘

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Neville

Such a bloomin shame .. Still, I'm planning on going nowhere fast, or soon, so thereΒ  :) x

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Marion

Lol...nor me...I keep trying but the words seem to store themselves up so that I.flood the bloody site when I do ...always...reappear πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜† x

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Neville

Like I said, that's my gurl x

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