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Dedicated to, and influenced by Emily Dickinson:

 

 

 

Their eyes see nothing - of our minds

Or the voices heard inside

As silence sleeps - upon our tongues          

Where the hidden truth does lie -

 

We spoke belief of destiny - and -

Why our paths - had crossed 

And of the hidden truth - that lies

In the present and the past

 

That truth is in our silence          

If only they could see -

The words you wrote - upon the page

And place in front of me

 

Forged by you - Immortally 

These words - to live eternally  

Death will kindly live for you 

To pass beyond - mortality 

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◄ Hare’s death

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Comments

DESMOND CHILDS

Thu 2nd Apr 2020 06:04

Thank you Vautaw, much appreciate your comments.


All the best des

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victoriavautaw@gmail.com

Wed 1st Apr 2020 22:46

Love this one Des. Thanks for sharing! So glad it is getting published to a wider audience. ?

DESMOND CHILDS

Wed 1st Apr 2020 07:16

This is one of my few poems to be published ,and will be published by Hedgehog press in their Heroine eyes anthology later this year.


All the best des

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