Beforeword: What is your IT?
Here IT comes again
Softly this time
Not loud enough
to break you
Only enough
to remind
Of almost
Of if only-could-have-been
Of dreams
that outlived
the dreamers
You gather
the scattered pieces
of conversations
Read meanings
that were never written
Retrace
well-worn paths
Knowing
where they end
Night stretches
Sleep waits
at the edge
of turbulent thoughts
Morning arrives
Quiet
Asking
to begin again
And still
You leave
a little space
beside hope
Just in case
IT
finds you
first
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In creative solidarity, Dee
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A lovely and intriguing poem my friend
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Hey dear Sadje!!! “Intriguing” is definitely what I was going for. Thanks for being a constant voice in this space. Appreciate you 🙂🙏🏽🙂
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Lovely and poignant verse Dawn.
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Thanks so much Brad. I appreciate you being a constant voice in this space. Thanks for that too!!
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