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We step over pencil lines of concern Unaware of the firestorm brewing in each other Even broad strokes fail to capture awareness We see what we see, not what we know Splash of color briefly entertains Like babes mesmerized by glitter Below the horizon, behind the glow, we are grown But still suckling from an emerald earth With swollen mouths our thoughts are silenced Suspended, societies grip reality with raw fingers as the world spins Toward the wakefulness of another day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 9/28/2015 5:23:00 PM
I enjoy watching sunets and capturing them in photos. They are a wonderful distraction from our everyday lives... I also enjoyed your beautifully written and inspiring poem, Janet. Nicely done!
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Date: 9/26/2015 2:50:00 PM
Lovely, lovely poem. Sometimes a welcome and needed distraction, Janet.
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Date: 9/26/2015 1:42:00 PM
Such depth! Truly in love with your style of writing!
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