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Oceans

Morning lays on the water as if still pillowed in a dream, then rises slowly into a gray, overcast day. You sit near the window in the gentle light, adrift on your thoughts taking you to I know not where. I sail mine over the rooms horizon, lost. Between us, whole oceans, until love sets the compass and we sail ourselves back home again.

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Date: 11/7/2023 9:26:00 AM
A beautiful, very reflective poem Paul so well penned. Love the title. I also love how you have compared deep, faraway thinking, thoughts, with that of an ocean. Very creative. The use of a compass to find your way back together again is so poignant and very clever. So enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing. Blessings to you :):)
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Paul Willason
Date: 11/8/2023 4:41:00 AM
Thankyou Christina for your detailed and thoughtful comments...a pleasure to receive. Such support is very much valued ....Paul
Date: 11/4/2023 2:27:00 PM
I loved this poem, Paul. It seem to tell the tale of two people dwelling in separate, metaphorical rooms with oceans between them. Yet, love's compass brings them back together...well, just my take. I thought it was a magnificent creation! have a pleasant weekend, Sara
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Paul Willason
Date: 11/5/2023 1:11:00 PM
Thanks Sara for your comments...your interpretation is accurate. So pleased that it found a sensitive soul to spend a few minutes with and solicit such kind words...very much appreciated. Paul
Date: 11/4/2023 5:58:00 AM
Paul, a beautiful poem, love the ending.
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Paul Willason
Date: 11/5/2023 1:03:00 PM
Thankyou Tania for reading the poem and commenting. Always valued, take care, Paul
Date: 11/4/2023 5:32:00 AM
Your poem has left me also lost in thought thinking about how still the air feels in the room you portray but how the light lingers on all that is beautiful
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Paul Willason
Date: 11/5/2023 1:02:00 PM
Thanks DD...I find it all too tempting at times to wander off into a alternative world of thoughts...one day I fear I may confuse the imaginative world to the real one.

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