Poem - 06 April 2020, 21:20 Still Myles Tagliaferro Not a hint of wind Not a breath Sea as still as lake Sounds of razor clarity Vision crystal sharp Not a tree moving Not a branch Not a leaf Not a cloudΒ For a thousand miles Grandma, called these Magic days And the magic stayed Forever Β Like 2 Pin it 0 Views: 356 Rating: Total votes: 2 Poetry Genre: Freestyle Listed in: Contest Entries 3 comments more by Myles Tagliaferro Shades 1 comment Sally 1 comment Moment 2 comments
βππΌππΌπππ»πΈβπππ06 April 2020, 21:27 Magically delicious write. thank you for sharing Reply
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Magically delicious write. thank you for sharing
Thanks so much. π
I love this. The very last line gives the power to this poem x