Whitney’s voice breaks through
Pensive state of bewilderedness awash in mystery
Disrupts respite, encroach upon mind’s contemplative wonder
“Where do broken hearts go?”
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Do they reside in spaces of intensity that fade over time, love lost?
Or held safely in entrusted, sacred spaces to heal, be restored?
Do they go to places of security that hold their truth to later love out loud?
To live in the now, to envision the unknown, to forgive the past and let go?
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If I could but click ruby-red heels like Dorothy
Magically transported back to home, not masquerading
Authentic self, made whole, restored
Heart freed to love unapologetically, bold
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I’d write verses of rhythm and rhymes
Regale heart pain out loud in epic poetry
Sing them like Whitney or wish them like Dorothy
To that place where broken hearts go
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Lovely prose, Dawn. Whitney was a huge talent, sadly missed. So tragic that fame had such a high cost for her. 😦
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I know. I know. I know. Miss her 🎶 🎼 🎶
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❤️
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Thanks much 💗🙏🏽💗
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well expressed, you have a voice and influence as well
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What an AFFIRMATION!! Thank you so much!!! I appreciate!!!
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Lovely poem Dee
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Thanks Sadje. The influence of and inspiration by Whitney—one of the greatest voices of our time!
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You’re welcome! Yes she was.
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😊😊😊
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That’s one of my favorite Whitney songs!
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Mine too. I watched a documentary on her life and death a couple days ago and she’s inspiring all kinds of creativity in me. I miss her. What a beautiful contributor to our world she was.
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