Sailing through words
as I sojourn the night;
I navigate this life by rhyme;
never by sight.
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Whether their cargo be colossal,
or whimsically light,
each word begs to describe
my ever-changing plight.
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Though, inconsolable words rage
with the rushing of time,
I, mercifully, slow down their speed,
as these rhythmic waves depict,
yet, another rhyme!
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Words
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Exodus 14:14
“The LORD will fight for you, and you shall be still.”
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i enjoyed this, thank you for sharing.
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Thank you so much, my friend ❤
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my pleasure.
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What you’re saying, then, is the process of crafting your poetry affords you the opportunity to contemplate?
Still, that’s quite an accomplishment, Tamara, taming the Furies and redirecting their vehemence. Instead of resigning yourself, you take the path onward and upward. Nice!
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Thank you, TA! Nicely understood, by you. Well interpreted. ♥️
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La lalala!
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