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Promenade

Promenade

Fairwinds symphonies resound
Bedeck eloquently gowned
Silky petals pretty maids
Dressed in multihued shades

Alongside rod-iron garden gate
By cobblestone steely slate
Frolick β€˜neath forget-me-not skies
Whilst robins lilt fleet lullabies

Come hither springtide debonair
Raindrops on posies most fair
Bellows pique fancy sweet
Sway amongst venues elite

Frilly frocks periwinkle vale
Verdant wisps, fragrant dale
Hobnobs marshmallow white
Kist by solstice balmy light
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Simon Bromley

Oh lisa it appears were in the twilight zone again! What a beautiful write vastly underrated.

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Simon Bromley

You have more than a few but i have noticed certain points in the day are the best time to post.Β  Whenever i post my stuff earlier, bear in mind im on a totally different time scale, people comment far less. Its a shame but i see it as a challenge to get their support too.Β  Hang in there your a brilliant writer.

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Simon Bromley

We all need gratification of some sorts.Β  Me too i was ready to throw the towel in untill i scored a couple of 7s n higher.Β  What time is it where you are now?
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