Living
as a person
until
gifts of Meaning is gained;
hitting the invisible walls
like a blind Mime;
Ecstatic...eclectic,
Static...Stasis;
Still...immobile.
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Blessings,
Joker44
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Author:
Nafis Light (
Offline) - Published: November 9th, 2019 00:06
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THANKS FOR SHARING J44 ~ It happens ~ Life moves on ~ and so must WE !!
Blessings to YOU & YOURS
Love A & B 🧡💙🧡💙🧡
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Thanks.
The poem is actually one of the several poems that I made in one day. It suddenly happened and so I just went along with it.
I did take a look at them and there is a flow including the next post...and they are heading towards something, like a transition.
So then, it will not be 'My Laughing Side', but something else (a different side).
That is how I am going with this.
Besides, it is interesting to see like there is some kind of flow from one post/poem to the other...rather than all of them being completely individual and no relation with each other at all.
ANGELA HERE - HI J44 - The old *Serial Poem Ploy !* I look forward to that I love *CONTINUITY* ! I have copied - MLS Laughless - so I can make a cool comparison with the next side. Each Human is 3D and like a CUBE has SIX FACES ! Top of Head ~ Soles of Feet ~ Left hand & Right hand Sides ~ Full-Frontal side & Backside ! I am interested to know how many sides your *Objet de Poem* will have ?
Blessings & Peace to YOU & YOURS
Love ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡💙🧡💙🧡
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