A lovely, sweet poem of loss by Drops of Ink.
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A lovely, sweet poem of loss by Drops of Ink.
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An eloquent tribute to our friends in the ether.
They live close to our heart
Though we have never met
Friends from the ether
Connected by words
Read off the screenSomehow we found each other
And decided to hang out
Creating bonds of virtual light
That dot the social landscape
Of the world of cyberspaceWe share our pains and joys
Console the grieving and the sick
As if the distance is not there
Celebrate victories and milestones
With the sincerity of friendshipA family of the unseen
Is what many have become
Joined in words upon the screen
Which is enough
To forge friendships strong and pure…
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Just in case you missed it, a poem dedicated to Wendy Bishop, my former teaching and writing mentor, at The Community Storyboard.
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A very moving poem about lost love.
I’ll never tell you about her.
I’ll never tell you how she caught my attention by asking for my attention.
I’ll never tell about how she looked so cute and beautiful and amazing and wonderful and outrageous all at the same time when I first saw her, whenever I saw her, whenever I see her.I’ll never tell you how my name never sounded the same after she said it.
I’ll never tell you of the songs that I could only sing because of her.
I’ll never write about the letters and the notes I sent her every day.
I’ll never show you the poems I wrote because of her.I’ll never tell you about the heaven that she revealed to me.
I’ll never show you the universe that she opened for me.
I’ll never write about the paradise that she…View original post 191 more words
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You were one of my firsts. Clicked LIKE and sparks flew through miles of fiber optic wire across swamp and desert
A cry for kindred souls
Voices in the still silent night
Loneliness, confusion, loss were in your orbit, but you, your core, is solid shining spirit
Angel with wings folded, arms open, walking among the rocks, sand, dirt, cacti
Toward your followers
You offer moonscape, landscape, songs, beauty
Your journey is one we all know but is still your own to own
Walking in your shadow, two steps behind, I reach out and touch the glow that surrounds you
My fingers stroke a gentle tuft of feathers
Marie at 1 Write Way 