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Muffled Sounds and Thoughts

within the shadows of dusk the sky bleeds itself dry like the blood of my muse in inkless stages of darkness whispers fall through summer's trees in breathless little sighs muffled beneath the hover of hummingbird's wings as they suckle nectar nearby i am lost somewhere in their distant chatter and thunderous roars rumbling the hillside as clouds loom above swirling like thoughts in the depths of mind only to be lost again as momentary rains spiral downward then vanish as quickly as they came i watch the prismatic wings swiftly fly off into the distance as the sky erupts in an arc of vibrant colors then fades beneath the gray becoming a blank canvas much like this mind of mine as the shroud of darkness blankets my muse in silence again June 26, 2020 STRAND COMPLETELY NEW POETRY (1) any form any theme Poetry Contest

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Date: 10/1/2020 2:27:00 PM
Awesome poem
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Date: 6/29/2020 2:43:00 PM
Witty, beautifully written and with a lot of wisdom. A big big congratulations! Well deserved.
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Date: 6/28/2020 12:14:00 PM
Great deep poetry, Sandra. Congratulations on your win. Hugs Eve
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Date: 6/28/2020 11:20:00 AM
Congratulations on your win. Your pen was again writing a wonderful poem. Enjoy your day...........
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Date: 6/28/2020 10:58:00 AM
Wow...I think we can all relate to having our muse shroud in darkness swirling to our depths. Well said Sandy. Congrats on your win.
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Date: 6/28/2020 9:12:00 AM
Sandy, it is so good to see a new post from you and as always a wonderfully penned poem at that. I have been in the same position lately with nothing around to inspire me. I hope all is well in your part od the world. Hugs, John
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Date: 6/27/2020 10:18:00 PM
'the sky bleeds itself dry like the blood of my muse in inkless stages of darkness' -- Whoa, lady! Powerful penning!... Sometimes I think your powerful images of darkness make Stephen King look like a comedy writer! Superb contest entry. Hope all is well -- wow, the state you live in is really getting put through the wringer --. Take good care, Gershon
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Date: 6/27/2020 5:02:00 PM
well, this is absolutely going to get a placement. Awesome poetry, Sandy.
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Date: 6/27/2020 2:28:00 PM
to be one with your surroundings is a gift given not chosen, for you are and always will be a thread woven into nature's fabric
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Date: 6/27/2020 1:12:00 PM
mmmmph.....mmmmmmha!…..mmmuh…. fulled!?….nnnnnice…..write...cofcof…mmm …..ssstan sand
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Date: 6/27/2020 10:45:00 AM
Lovely!
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Date: 6/27/2020 10:02:00 AM
Sandra, always keep penning these awesome excellent poems - I send you best wishes and blessings. This is a win! Hugs, Jennifer.
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Date: 6/27/2020 6:46:00 AM
Beautiful as ever my friend. Excellent write worthy of first place. I saw that rainbow you speak of--after the fleeting storm couple of days ago.
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Date: 6/27/2020 3:16:00 AM
Your enchanting muse has inspired you to write verses of inspiring beauty dearest, Sandra! Well done! Hugs xxx
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Date: 6/27/2020 3:09:00 AM
Your muse is back Sandra, nice to see you posting again. Good luck in the contest and enjoy your weekend. Tom
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Date: 6/26/2020 10:01:00 PM
Loved this one Sandy nice to see you posting. Hope you are well.
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Sandra Adams
Date: 6/26/2020 10:08:00 PM
Thank you John... my muse is weak but I am trying... I hope to attempt more contests but when I try she goes blank...I spent a day away as we finally went green so more places were open...I had a good day and I guess a clearer mind...I am good though... hugs :)

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