I found wilderness there
a stream ran down the mountain
caught pools of us
and I trickled you
between my fingers dying
over a million pieces
of compass
and I was never as lost again
as the day the lake stood between us
and not one piece of marbled sky
could be found in her mirror
crying
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Author:
Heather T (
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Pure poetry. Fairies, unicorns, mystery, ladies of the lake. Makes me feel my work is clumsy reading yours here.
I actually just saved a most unclumsy piece of yours. Thank you so much for reading!
A bit bewildering yet satisfying ... a characteristic of much great poetry. I must say I enjoyed it, but am at a loss as to why. Thanks for posting this fine piece, Heather!
It isn't very convoluted, dear Louis. It's about two good people that lost their way and letting go. Glad you liked it!
This is beautifully written! Can really feel the emotion in this
Thank you for reaching out for a touch, Miss Shannon.
good poetry with lasting images of innocence in your work Heather T. I love that to ponder over so thank you x
Thank you for the blessing of your eyes, dear Kevin.
you're welcome x
Sheer poetry - I look forward to all your postings and you never disappoint.
Mr. Edwards, that blessed my heart. Humble thanks.
Thank you heather for another very fine piece of writing! "...as the day the lake stood between us..." is such a powerful image.
What say, maybe we should all learn to swim?
Fred, I would have until my arms and legs fell off. Thank you for the touch, dear friend.
What a gorgeous poem
Heather...
Very beautiful.....
I appreciate you taking the time. Thank you so very much.
Excuse me, but "Marbled sky" is a term I've never seen before. It's great. This is why I love poetry.
Once again, great job Heather.
Thank you, Nicholas. I'm delighted that you found something new. Appreciate you muchly.
I can imagine your love trickling away lost without compass. Hugs.
And hugs back, dear Augustus. Thank you.
Wow,
"and I was never as lost again
as the day the lake stood between us
and not one piece of marbled sky
could be found in her mirror
crying"
Wow that is a phenomenal closing strong fluid beautiful you are riding a cosmic wind with this wonderful poetess 🌹
Your wow is my delight, dear whisperingquill. Thank you, even though I am late.
Beautiful write.
Thank you for the beautiful, GF!
Interesting write. It had lots of emotion in it and imagery to follow. Easy to delve. Beautiful write!
I appreciate you so much, Cyprian!
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