Mere existence pales the eyes weeping their color onto worn steps Recoiling from breath to diminish subsistence Existence has become trivial parody Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson * All is well, my friends. This is just something that I've been plucking at for weeks. It finally feels complete. A bit dark, but I hope you like my creative attempt.
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks for sharing, Chuck! ❤
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Sadly it certainly has. Not sure if you meant this but your words hold such resonance with everything happening right now. To me, your words signify how so many in society see everyone other than themselves…as trivial.. Its a very sad state of affairs.
Bravo, Penny… well well done 🙂
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Thank you, Morgan. I’m so glad you liked it! I like your take on it. I like to leave interpretation up to the reader.
So good to see you! ❤
Penny
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Ive missed everybody…been away WAY too long.
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Agreed! 🙂
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Like it Muchly
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I’m so glad you liked it, Michael. 🙂
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Well crafted
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Thank you so much!
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You’re welcome.
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Beautifully written
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Thank you!
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Lovely; poignant
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Thank you!
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A beautiful poem, Penny.
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Thank you!
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Very touching
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome 😉
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Very nice 💛
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Thank you!
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