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On a barren day like today the lure nagged more than usual gnawing the inside of my brain greedily little I could do to stop it I feel like grabbing the car key take off without anything in hands except an old heart and a pitiful mind they're broken anyway, just like the rest what to lose On a gray day like today would be nice to see colors again, perhaps meeting and mixing new ones this time around, or walk bare feet on grass, the wind teasing and kissing my toes, I’ll happily let out a giggle I think the world is calling but I’m frozen deaf inside and outside, unable to move what I would do to sit behind the wheel again and drive away without destination in mind just let go
#NaPoWriMo2021 – Day 6 (no prompt)
Nature Whispering 
Lovely poem. I also love the look of your blog. It’s so refreshing.
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Oh thank you very much. Your comment is very supportive. Thank you for visiting too.
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A PERFECT FLIP! Unclear: which came first (ie which is the flip), #1 or #2?
Either way…Outstanding performance!
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Thank you for the comment, Ron.
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Great imagery!
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I feel the things described here some days.
I never expected to be this disabled at 56 years old.
I can still drive, but not at night because of my cataracts.
I can slowly walk about a mile if I use my walker, but I’m very self-conscious about everyone staring at me.
I never knew what a gift it was to be able to just go places until I couldn’t.
~cie from poetry of the netherworld~
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That’s what poetry does, to communicate to each other. I appreciate your comment and visit. I hope that you can feel joy from doing other little things, such as writing poetry.
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