Spring blooms
came earlier than June.
Smiles moon
shines in starry cocoon.
All’s lovely
colors bold and carefree,
it was then
you’ve decided to leave me.
Your absence’s
a sudden nadir
cruel enough to
snatch my spring’s flair.
—
04.02.2016
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i agree. but sadder to be left behind i think.
Thank you, Mich! (Can I call you, Mich? I think I just did. 😀
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Yes mich would be great.. to be left behind? …i haven’t really thought about that but i believe its indeed more painful..
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I agree. Thank you, Mich! 😀
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Beautiful. I am waiting for Fall now 🙂
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Wow! would love to read that! 😀
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Lovely poem but such a sad ending. 😦
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awww. sorry about that dear PJ. ❤
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Beautiful yet feels solemn.
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awww. thank you, Jacq!
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Lovely write
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thank you, Andrew!
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I learned a new word–Nadir. =) Another beautifully written poem, Rosemarie! Can we have something for summer? 😀
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Awwwww. Thank you, Lonna!!! Hmmmm. Because you requested for summer, let me see if we can have one next week. 😀
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Wowza! Beautiful…with some “fierce” included 🙂
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yay! thank you, sissy! should never forgot the fierce. 😀
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Yes, that’s your hallmark!! It could be part of your book cover info: “Fierce poetry by a fabulous fearless woman”… 🙂
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Awwwwwww. love the alliteration on the fierce title sissy. i think we can share that title!
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I kind of thought you might enjoy 🙂
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i did, dear sister! thank youuu!
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Most welcome 🙂
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❤ ❤ ❤
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❤
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Aww this is wonderful.
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aww. thank you dear Sarah!
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Of course! 😊 😊
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❤ ❤ ❤
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ooo a new word! I must find a use for it! Great poem, I love how it cascades. It’s full of such rich imagery.
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oh thank you for the lovely words, Mel! I believe you can use that word effortlessly! 😀
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I will try 🙂
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surely you can! 😉
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I will 🙂
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😀
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Such likable metaphor. Then all turns sad. May nadir rise to zenith. Verse that pulls at the heart, sister!
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Ooooh. Zenith is an equally beautiful word, brother! thank you!
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So sad. “nadir” the lowest point for her in spring, just as the sun and nature.
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i agree! thank you, Mandi!
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