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Meadow of Pure Expression

Written: January 03, 2025 ___________________________ What we love, we’re bound to fear, Caught in the gloom current of our making. How else could we hear the percussion of our pulse? It calls in whispers, shadowed promises, And I turn—too prompt to hide the sting of familiarity fangs sinking deeper. Half-dreaming through scattered zip codes, Tied to the capricious moon’s glow, eons waking to the same sun Revealing scars as orbs on my skin. Love reclaims its throne, a sovereign of full-time, unmasking secrets, a labyrinthine dance.

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Duke Beaufort

Date: 1/9/2025 2:55:00 PM

SP, I'm thinking about this. Love, fear, and gloom all together! I am trying to relate this feeling to experiences I have had, and I can think of times I was working on a relationship that had these qualities. That was not a happy situation for sure. In work life, there have been a couple of experiences like this that occurred when trying to be creative and not being sure how to achieve success. Working though something difficult/gloomy takes a lot of character. But I am sure you know about it! Smiles.

Bj Legros Kelley

Date: 1/5/2025 3:53:00 PM

This is pure poetry Sotto, you really are a master poet. This is another amazing masterpiece.

Karen Jones

Date: 1/4/2025 1:20:00 AM

Wow! I bow to you oh great poet! This is thought provoking and engaging! Love it! Fav

Paige Hind

Date: 1/3/2025 4:43:00 PM

Gosh, I loved this, Sotto. A fav for me - How else could we hear the percussion of our pulse" - wow. :)