When dark crawls small
around the throat,
and soul-stones grind both grey
and shiver-slow,
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These moments do make such a difference, dear Diana. Your words always twisting, warm and hopeful. I have missed you. Your words. Your garden and animals. I do hope you are well. Hope to talk soon. bradley blue jay P.S. i listened to the audio. I expected your lovely voice. Sad and disapointing it was. You have a exotic voice well groomed for reading aloud.
Yes, they do, indeed, make a difference, Brad. I miss you too. Thank you for the lovely things you say about my poetry, my voice, me, my animals and our talks. I don’t know how to get rid of that recording that is not mine. I selected yesterday in my profile not to show videos, but perhaps that only works on poems posted after one has made that selection, because that video thing is still there.
I like, I like, I like. Dianne I have promised to read your poems and so far so good 10 Bless you Henry
Beautiful, one small warm word....heals, sometimes a smile will do. Loved it Bob
I enjoyed the melodic personification and the soothing tone of your writing..it somewhat reminds me of the thoughts I had when writing 'Veracity' thanks for sharing
It is poems like these that keep me going and revived in the morning at the chemistry labs. thank you for sharing this beautiful work.
Your poems are very deep. I am not sure I understand them, but I am sure they are very good to someone who does.
Here is kindling awaiting only the the match of the imagination to achieve its purpose! I am left thinking how it is darkest before the dawn and how a word of encouragement thaws the chill of despondancy.. thank you.
Thank you for your kind reply.