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New Moorings

I am captivated by the idea, sold in fact Hook, line and sinker by new moorings The palpable anticipation of change Buoyed up on the belief it will solve everything Of course, there is a snag Despite fair winds, I take the old me along On a straight track to a circular tail wind With all of my baggage The boat is a focus, plain sailing ideals Metaphorically moving forward Or perhaps just not standing still I don't wish to take stock today So I trudge along, wharf to dock Having hope is the key I'm still tethered to my troubles But it gives me a sense I can be free

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Date: 3/23/2023 4:12:00 AM
Inner meanings and cleverly written, Where is the original ? I am not sure if I commented on it. It is hard when the concept changes after a submission has been made. You did well with this one though. You should be very happy with it.
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Date: 3/23/2023 4:16:00 AM
Thanks Wen
Date: 3/21/2023 11:02:00 AM
Nice entry for Julia's contest! BOL :)
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Date: 3/21/2023 11:04:00 AM
Thanks Linda, much appreciated:)
Date: 3/16/2023 11:57:00 PM
Deep and meaningful ~ good luck in the contest, DD
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Date: 3/18/2023 4:50:00 PM
Thank you - think I missed some comments and just spotted them. Your response to my comment on your poem of the same name is very generous, thank you for both :)
Date: 3/15/2023 4:53:00 PM
I like your wording in this, tethered to my troubles especially, hope you can untether :) , lovely write
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Date: 3/15/2023 11:53:00 PM
Thanks Hat - I might have to at some point check what my frequently used words are in my poems, I spot myself using words I don't use every day in multiple poems. I did imagine the troubles like a little tug boat (although the main boat in this is a barge in my head - so slight mix) thank you for your kind words

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