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My Soft Curtain

What I don't know; exactly what you expect to find
It matters not; I leave authenticity behind
Low, for all of the beautiful light that falls on me
Lonesome I can not help but weep; intrinsically,
Outside sadness; many rings inside internally
Woeful my grove; but it is spectacular to see

Take me down to the ground; such strength in gravity
Reveal to me; all your deepest, melancholy
Emotionally; thrown at me without a mind
Enter my soft curtain; a solid trunk you'll find

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Hilo Poet Date: 11/9/2023 2:31:00 PM Anonomus, your metaphoric expressions were both riveting and enjoyable. Wonderfully, it leads to an impressive conclusion, may blessings be yours. Aloha, William Login to Reply Anonomus Scorpio Date: 11/9/2023 6:20:00 PM Mahalo William! Best Regards! A.S.

Paige Hind Date: 10/11/2023 4:04:00 PM What a breathtaking willlow tree you're describing. You amazed me. Login to Reply Anonomus Scorpio Date: 10/11/2023 5:54:00 PM I am a friend to all that chose to see the real me. I am a ghost to those that do not. Thank you for seeing the real me :) Fondly A.S.

Panagiota Romios Date: 10/10/2023 6:37:00 PM Very uniques. I felt this had double meanings in the lines. And much velvet like emotive softness. Thank you Pamgie xx Login to Reply Anonomus Scorpio Date: 10/11/2023 6:03:00 PM You and I are the same of vein, my poetry is written for me; I choose to share it; not because I need to but because I want to. I respect your response on a cellular level. Warmly A.S. Panagiota Romios Date: 10/11/2023 7:27:00 AM I never wrote when I was young, however, coring my life, I wrote on and off. Not poetry though.I do write directly. For me, that’s my catharsis.it takes 10 years to be a good poet. I am nowhere near that. And have zero desire to be published or famous,now or in the futire. Pangie x x Anonomus Scorpio Date: 10/11/2023 4:00:00 AM I find more catharsism in ambiguity; when I started writing at a young age it was to deal with hard experiences that I had. Working through those experiences required looking for answers in many different ways. Warmest regards A.S.