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In the Step of Morning Dance

you've been absent for a long time, as a whisper colored pencils of living cells I wasn't aware of which story to look for you in without it, I have lost a lot a leg a hand a kidney my head until my heart was filled with longing from the wooden lungs. when you are in love with each other at the core of the earth thoughts have roots that twist throughout all the sacrificial actions to turn into a blessing despair. an echo lost in the church bell reveals the truth through skeletons thrown into a hidden closet sunlight sealed the door wrapped up in the morning the lips in a step dance after 100 years of breathing per minute, life begins.

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Silent One

Date: 12/7/2023 5:14:00 AM

Great poetry Elena.. a shame you do not write more often.

Tom Woody

Date: 11/15/2023 4:30:00 PM

Hope you're doing well...

Tom Woody

Date: 9/28/2023 5:31:00 AM

You are so good Elena. Love this

Elena Mihalachi
Date: 9/28/2023 6:04:00 AM

Thank you, Tom. A warm big hug <3

Hiya Sharma

Date: 9/27/2023 8:11:00 PM

"echo lost in the church bell reveals the truth through skeletons thrown into a hidden closet" Oh this is such a profound and deep write!! There are so many emotions yearning to come alive in this poem and one can really feel the ache flowing throughout.. The lines are very introspective and poignant and especially that ending "after 100 years of breathing per minute, life begins" Woah, that's very deep~ absolutely loved reading this..

Elena Mihalachi
Date: 9/28/2023 6:05:00 AM

Thanks for your thoughts and for feeling my poem ^_^

Tom Woody
Date: 9/28/2023 5:29:00 AM

Isn't she awesome?