Sheila Sea in Uncategorized August 3, 2015August 4, 2015 19 Words threads like the threads of every thing, we exist hanging- aching to cling. – sc Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailTumblrRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related
thank you, I try to articulate what I think.. I’m glad some of it seeps through.. 🙂 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Enjoyed this poem. Each line seems to hang, dangle even, like threads. Beautiful! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
sheila sea 
Love your powers of observation…
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thank you, I try to articulate what I think.. I’m glad some of it seeps through.. 🙂
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Enjoyed this poem. Each line seems to hang, dangle even, like threads. Beautiful!
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yep..I agree with both of them..its beautiful! the way you think!
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Thank you so much. 💕💕
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14 words, and so much said. There’s a power in simplicity. nicely done.
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Thank you, I’m glad you think so.
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