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When Thoughts Come Home

Mine eyes drift back, incensed in forgotten crevices intoxicated by wondrous wafts of camphor I blink three times and bow The wetness dripping off my brow sizzles reminding me of the trinity as aches pause momentarily on bended knee Flickers of hope dance and in wicked light I focus on her blue attempting to be one again with you Beads of rays coloured tap gently upon pain stained cheeks and one by one I release her orbs into a teardrop sky

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Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 11/1/2016 4:02:00 PM

Such deep longing in this write, Tim. It seems you have first-hand experience with one who wants to try to love again. Seems difficult to allow them back into our hearts. I love the images created by "wondrous wafts of camphor" and "aches...on bended knee." Those flickers of hope are quite a temptation. Well expressed!

Maurice Yvonne

Date: 11/1/2016 9:24:00 AM

Wow, a fav!

Darren White

Date: 11/1/2016 3:21:00 AM

I have simply fallen in love with these three lines: // Mine eyes drift back, incensed in forgotten crevices intoxicated by wondrous wafts of camphor I blink three times and bow"" // You paint a whole image with these lines, and I am awed. I love it.

Ravindra K Kapoor

Date: 10/30/2016 8:22:00 AM

Nice romantic sketch in symbolic words with expressions of its own kind. Thank you once again for your visit on my new poem. Will see more of your poems soon. A Full 7 for this beautiful write. Love and best wishes Tim on this Diwali Day, which we celebrate as Festival of Light ....Ravindra K Kapoor

Eileen Manassian

Date: 10/30/2016 3:16:00 AM

Teardrop sky...what a fantastic pairing of words, Tim. There is so much in this write. I'm intrigued by the trinity concept. Lovely write.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 10/29/2016 11:34:00 PM

This is beautiful...and through teary eyes hopeful...So deep.

Robert Pettit

Date: 10/29/2016 8:27:00 PM

A very descriptive and imaginative write.

Arthur Vaso

Date: 10/29/2016 7:03:00 PM

Beautiful, perfectly expressed!

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 10/29/2016 2:38:00 PM

My friend Tim, this is marvelous! You seem to suffer not from cold as our dearest friend, Victor insinuates but from and acute case of romanticism, this marvelous flue that every heart seeks to get! A seven!