wild suns

Marion dear, this is magnificent.  
It really is.  B 

Age doesn't Matter. Unless You Are a Cheese. Great Write. 🙂

Thank you for the reflections Marion.

Have a safe and wonderful weekend.

Such extraordinary talent you have. Your magic ink never fails to draw me in to your poetry. This poem is truly exquisite. It is direct and tough, like old weather worn skin and yet, at the same time it is as vulnerable as a brand new baby. There is both defiance and sadness here. Some truly brilliant lines and an ending that grabs and doesn't let go. I love this poem. Here's a bucket 🪣   and here's some stars 🌟 (one of many)   to fill it with xx

Absolutely stunning dearest Marion. 🌹 

Dear Lady Marion,

This is a most depth-filled work, as we all quest for sunrises, but oft times they become sunsets.  Yet, we persevere.

Peace and love,
Larry xxx

Aye, too often one finds that after all wanderings, still in the centre of the heart there are hurts that came along or lured you back to where you started from. Love the Wild Suns...