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M Eastman Jun 2023
Drift and blur
Detachment
Fork in a socket
Reach out to catch but
Not falling at all
Why is it dark outside?
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2020

Papers on my desk
Pondering on past mistakes
White dreams turn into dust


Based on a lucid dream I had of being in a cottage somewhere.
I'm alone and in my writing room just lost in thought.
I have a few more heavy poems coming out today!
I hope y'all will enjoy them!
Be back soon with more
Much love,
Lyn
ms reluctance Apr 2015
Some days, I recede
too far back into my mind.
Thoughts are like a maze –
it’s so easy to get lost,
the way back is hard to find.
NaPoWriMo Day #14
Poetry form: Tanka

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