Poem -

This Ecclectic Room

I have no way to reach it
This ecclectic room
The players placed in tidy rows
A dolls house with its cushions,
throws.... and love,

I have no way to reach her
This woman sat, in laissez faire,
her children young
All laughing there,
I have no way or form at all
To enter in, To warn, To call,

This dolls house, with ecclectic
throws, the players poised
In tidy rows
Observer, I, ... as fate unfolds,
for time permits
No second go's

M ~

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Neville

Sad but still top notch and an extra courtesy from mwah for being the only other person I am aware of .. except me, to use the termย laissez faire in a poem .. x

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Marion

Shit...did I?...fluke...it probably just rhymed...๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜†
seriously, thankyou Neville, my lovely friend ๐Ÿ’•

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Neville

My absolute pleasure ..ย ๐Ÿ’•x

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Being Me

If only we could turn back time knowing then what we know now. Hmmm...its a thought. How beautiful and full of understanding this poem is xx

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