treasured memories locked
within silken threads
slowly, slowly unraveling
pressed elbows leave
lifeโs strong imprint
gently, gently fading
circling butterflies through
cloudy skies forever
softly, softly loving
Poetry: Worn Patch
treasured memories locked
within silken threads
slowly, slowly unraveling
pressed elbows leave
lifeโs strong imprint
gently, gently fading
circling butterflies through
cloudy skies forever
softly, softly loving
Bridgette Tales 
for one moment i thought the title was porn watch ๐ … great poem.
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Yikes! Thank you.
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sorry
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Very nice, Bridgette! โค๏ธ
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Thank you, John.
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Beautiful, evocative imagery Bridgette.
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Thank you so much, Ali. โค๏ธ
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Beautiful poetry of nostalgia, love this
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Thank you โค๏ธ
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well worn
used and torn
time countless
many
the pleasure
and comfort
of the ease
did please you too
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Beautiful poem my friend!! I need to get caught up on all things you today. I’m behind from battling Covid. โค๏ธ
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Thank you! I hope you are healing well. Iโm behind in reading posts too!
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Ugh it’s been hard to get out to the coffee shop to catch up on blogs due to the fact that I’ve been so sick with COVID. Trying to continue getting caught up. The hardest part is the exhaustion and brain fog. Writing has become more difficult.
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Iโve heard the brain fog is the hardest thing to recover from. Wishing you a restful and complete recovery.
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Thank you!
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Nicely written. ๐
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Thank you! โค๏ธ
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Lovely!
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Thank you! โค๏ธ
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Iโm not going to tell you what I thought the title was. This poem is masterful! So delicate yet so strong.
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Thank you. Yeahโฆseems you arenโt alone in thinking the title was something else.
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Donโt worry about it, Bridgette. Everyoneโs mind is in the gutter or they were just in shock, because you are so sweet. We are to blame, not you! Your post was awesome!! Keep it up! I know you will!!
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You are so kind.Thank you.
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Youโre welcome!๐
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Beautiful words, Bridgette!
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Thank you so much, Lauren. โค๏ธ
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This is beautiful, Bridgette. That sofa reminds me of the worn-out arm of the armchair at my late Mum’s house. full of memories, too. What stories it could tell. Xx ๐ฆข๐
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Thank you for sharing that with me ๐ Itโs my grandmotherโs chair and itโs one of the things I love the most in my home. Stories seem almost to fall from it as you walk byโฆ
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Well done.
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Thank you so much.
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Love to hear simply superb poem
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Thank you!
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Nice one
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Thank you.
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Beautiful work. Also, I read the title incorrectly at first glance.
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Thanks. Yes, the title might have been a misstep on my part.
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No, it’s a wonderful title! It’s just funny: the confusion is more of a typoglycemic Rorchach test for prurient minds, I suspect ๐
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I love the sentiment ๐ฅฐ so beautiful ๐
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Thank you so much, Taylor!
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Beautiful ๐คฉ thanks for sharing
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Thank you!
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It’s nice ๐ฏ
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Thanks!
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