Dreams wander
from human to human
from Ireland
...
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It's true. You can make a poem from nothing. This is a beautiful gift. F
Oh this is lovely...it always amazes me how you can write a poem from such a little scrap of something that catches your eye. Isn't there an Asminov story called EYES DO MORE THAN SEE in which now two disembodied energies flee through an eternal universe remembering a time when they were flesh and blood and there was human love and....they create it again...this mental image and it gets to the sadness that eyes do more than see...they cry. Seems so long ago when I read that as a kid and it always stayed me...frighteningly beautiful and sorta scary. Surely your title was also to allude to this...yes...please tell me yes? Yes! love Debbie of Debs
What a most gorgeous poem and dedicated to a most gorgeous person from a wonderfully warm poet as yourself. Your poems always make my heart melt! ! HG: -) xx