clouds gentle the place where light has been
in great profusion (one winters here).
the depth of this
persuasion empties fore
thought. anywhere is here.
a mind is free to set
like sunlight. meta(phor
essence) taps the edge as tincture
goldens into every glass of water
and becomes an else
relapsed into distinction between
fact and actual (finesse).
the shoulders equal what we peer
across. one carries that.
neglecting to compare.
each (for all) is each again.
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Wow! Sheila 100 Daylight Sections!!
Thank you!!
Simon
the pleasure is mine, my friend! thank you for inviting me here.
Sheila - Talk about prolific!!
:-)
Simon
[sunlight (finesse)/
mind each ray as profusion/
a tincture that goldens and empties the fore thought.
light ( cloud set free
great place here. neglecting the actual edge . boooooo.
meta(phor essence) : a gentle shoulder]
100 poems, sheila...
a lyrical lifetime in a round figure !!!
bravo
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