This wee poem came to me last night as I lay in bed. The first for ages! I am feeling so inspired and creative at the moment, so I will take full advantage while it strikes. Click on the image of Paris below to access the poem and do let me know what you think! Much love, Anita. 🙏😊
Intense poem! Wow! It certainly makes you stop and think. Loved it…you must heed the call when these poems strike you in the middle of the night. Happy 4th of July!
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I’m glad you liked it Linda. It’s like you say, we must heed the call and write down the words
which can so insistently fill our consciousness! Anita.
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“…and would not reason make treason of nightfall…” Powerful, Anita. Thank you.
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Oh thanks Rita. This poem was just wanting to be written down last night – so I obeyed!
I’ve no idea where it came from. Glad you liked it. Anita.
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Your inspiration struck gold with this. I love the change of perspective, and especially the poignancy of the final lines with “And would not reason, make treason of nightfall?” Beautiful, Anita. x
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Thanks Caz!
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Sometimes those are the best type of written words. The ones that come from our unconscious inspiration and just flow from our heart and mind onto paper (or keyboard). Keep it up Anita! Great work!
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Thank you so much for your feedback! I agree with you about the best work being from the subconscious font if you like. I’ll keep at it! Anita
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Wonderful conjurings of thought, Anita! It is strange how these words come together out of the blue, sometimes..but so glad they did, & you shared them! 😊
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Thanks Debbie. I’m glad it all makes sense (?!*)
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