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Poetic inhalation

Awakened by first morning's light stepping one foot on the floor at a time the smell of coffee brewing fills my house my senses tingling as I sit at a cluttered kitchen table filled with last night's poetry unfinished works from days ago overtaken by typical daily dust

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Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 1/18/2024 11:42:00 AM

Karen, your poem is a beautiful journey into the sensory experience of a morning filled with creativity. The imagery of the aroma of brewing coffee, the tactile feel of stepping onto the floor, and the cluttered kitchen table adorned with unfinished poetry create a vivid scene. Your words resonate with the essence of a poetic inhalation, where the ordinary and the creative converge. - Blessings, Daniel

Karen Croft
Date: 1/18/2024 2:43:00 PM

Thank you. I like to keep my poetry simple so people can understand how I feel. Thank you for reading!

Hiya Sharma

Date: 1/17/2024 12:36:00 AM

Oh, a wonderful sense of poetic inhalation you've represented here.. So intricately knitted, with cosy imagery and brightened ambience..

Karen Croft
Date: 1/17/2024 3:32:00 AM

Thank you