Anil Deo Poet Other

Beaches - and Dickinson

I
The word, when said
Makes some go dead
The sound of dog (she)

II
Most beaches lead somewhere
Some beaches lead nowhere
Truth or dare (campuses
Have grassy, waterless beaches)

III
Dickinson: words begin living
"when it is said" (not dead)
Emily knew of flight
In Fight to write

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Lisa Ricci November 9, 2021 at 7:44 AM Hello Anil - This is so very true of words make life when written and expressed and that everything comes alive. Thus may thoughts be expressed so life can be born. This is excellent. Truly. Have a beautiful and peaceful day. Remain safe always. Namaste Namaste Namaste (smile) Anil Deo November 9, 2021 at 9:57 AM Lisa, who will not thank the LORD for a friend like you and Joe DeMino, though we have met only VIRTUALLY here on PS. I appreciate you as one of my careful readers. shalom, shalom, shalom (healing hands, healed- hands, In Jesus' Hands and Mighty Name. amen and AMEIN

Joseph P. DiMino November 8, 2021 at 4:12 AM Wow! Indeep soulful and inspiring. Quite a write. Thank you for sharing. Much to think about. Bravo! A Favorite rating! Anil Deo November 8, 2021 at 4:44 AM O Joe, thanx much. Shalom, shalom & Moto Bene. I read comments that U and your Lady are retired. Glad - not from writing & Politics. U are needed, o so much. Anil Deo