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Walking Constellations

Our bodies the sky 
the various constellations 
unique to our personal history
Mapped out precisely 
identified by scars 
laid out unintentionaly 
Amidst all memories 
the good, bad and ugly 
happy to horrorscopes 
Bound by gravity
as we walk this earth 
for all to be exposed 
24/7 we see these wonders 
wether day or night 
unlike the stars that shine 
Only noticeable to ourselves 
or the ones we trust to share
our story with, our bodies 
Heaven and Hell 
our scars beauty and pain 
on our bodies like stars 
IN THE SKY 

 

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Gwendoline

Really enjoyed the duality of this piece Rob. Wonderfully penned x

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RG

Thank you Gwen you always find a way to comment on my favorite part of each write I post , :) . I appreciate you. 

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Shaun Cronick

Rob a good write from beginning to end and one with a message that reaches out and powerfully grasps a reader.
Not to let go.
A mixed blessing or even blessings on offer.
Superb engaging writing and poetry kudos to you for doing so.

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RG

Thanks Shaun, really complimenting coming from you knowing you found it engaging. I appreciate the read and feedback . I read your latest post " The Dead Mad Poets Society"  and i greatly enjoyed it , i felt i read it before in the past from a previous post of yours and pinned it but it was on my old profile i believe, super creative delivery though and very entertaining. 

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Shaun Cronick

Rob thanks man and yeah I like to rewrite and rejig, rewrite them sometimes.
Or tear them down completely and build them back up.
Back late tomorrow night Rob to catch up on more of yours.
Hang in there.
 

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