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Through Her Fingertips

She’s a poet with no name A pseudonym her claim to fame. Without sight she moves countless hearts When with passion and panache dusts off her mind, Swamps the world with allegory And tells it as it is and when She touches the joy on cherished lips Feels the warmth of our smile. © Harry J Horsman 2022

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Yolanda Nicholsen

Date: 7/25/2022 4:23:00 PM

Brilliantly expressed I simply adored reading this piece..

Michael Tor

Date: 6/1/2022 12:55:00 PM

Love this one Harry, wondering who the mysterious Poetess is? There are many on the soup, I bet you all the woman that read it thought they were the one, lol. Be well my friend...

Timothy Ray

Date: 5/21/2022 11:12:00 AM

excellent harry....methinks my muse has been at your desk....i hate sharing my women harry....but the reality, we have to and we are the better for it....loved it harry, excellent

Laura Leiser

Date: 5/20/2022 10:56:00 AM

I love the mystery in this, Harry! A poetess who portrays power in her words…enjoyed! :)

Deb M

Date: 5/20/2022 4:49:00 AM

Lovely and mysterious Harry! Debx

I Am Anaya

Date: 5/19/2022 8:08:00 PM

Warm and soulful thoughts of an amazing poet from a warm and soulful poet. I love the mystery. :)

Sara Kendrick

Date: 5/19/2022 5:08:00 PM

Ahhh!! Such a nice comment about a gifted poet. It should as a poet be uplifting and joyful when our work/s bring a smile to someone's face and joy to their heart. Your visit to my page was encouraging. Sara