
speaking stories of us into water
whispers become wanderings
look outward, lean inward
watch raindrops race time
square windowpanes, falling
pooled hope, softened palms
say something about rum rivers
while I drink old coffee
touch lace lines, anywhere
forgive becomes forgotten
think blankets, thick fog
old birds underneath
hidden
forward, backward, pretend
time is the same
warmth seeks warmth
close becomes closer
find me
Yes, I like this very much. It weaves, as much or more, than tells the story. I can feel being a part of it. I hold its hand. I participate. I become. Is that just me, but that’s what I like a poem to be and do.
And the ending, two words, was perfectly whole and right.
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That’s what I wanted this poem to do. Thank you!
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I like this one a lot, especially the rum rivers stanza. Wonderful job, Bridgette. 💫
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Thank you.
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cold and bold
love has
it s own axis
after all
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Indeed. Thank you.
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watching beckett. friend or foe? off he did go. to glory and matryrdome!
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your words come from the heart.
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That’s kind of you to say. Thank you for seeing that.
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Beautiful. You reminded me of watching rain drops racing down the windowpane as a child.
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Thank you. I was watching the rain as I penned these words and it makes me happy that came through to you.
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Yes, it did. Growing up north of Seattle, I spent hours watching raindrops.
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Beautiful photography
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Thank you.
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This was gorgeous, Bridgette! ❤ Captures that soothing background of pattering rain, coupled with her tender yearning. Beautifully imagined! 🙂
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Thank you so much, Tom.
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Bridgette, The words hold me at the beginning of this poem grab me, I feel as I look deep into its meaning of the lines written that the person is hiding there feeling, and is wanting to be seen, raindrops like tears runover different surfaces, but eventually find a way to touch us bringing us closer.
Thank you for sharing 🙏
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What’s so beautiful about art and poetry is how it’s open to interpretation. You bring your own stories and sentiments to the poem and I love hearing what story it says to you. There is a lot of yearning here. We all need closeness and warmth, wouldn’t you agree?
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Bridgette, I totally agree closeness and warmth is in my opinion what connectsus all 🙏
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Adore your poem, especially these exquisite poetic lines Bridgette …
“watch raindrops race time
square windowpanes, falling
pooled hope, softened palms”
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I’m so glad those lines spoke to you. Thank you.
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You’re welcome Bridgette
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Outstanding work, Bridgette! Every stanza a story. ✨ Would be splendid spoken word. 👏🏻
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Thank you, Michele. I’ll read this one at the next poetry night.
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You’re welcome, Bridgette. Excellent choice!
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“say something about rum rivers
while I drink old coffee
touch lace lines, anywhere
forgive becomes forgotten”
Very interesting written it’s lines!
Nice you sharing story in poem. Have a good night, Bridgette!
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You are always so kind. Thank you!
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Okay you are most welcome, Bridgette ☺️
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Thanks 😊
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OMG, this is so dang good, I wish I had written it! I love the word play, the metaphors, the mystery of this poem. There is something innocent yet deliberate about this poem, its give delicate but strong at the same time. Bravo, you have arrested me!
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Oh and what appears to be a stone hand tells a story of its own! My interpretation ❤
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I’ve just started playing around with my photography more and I’m glad it works for you. I’m starting work this year on a collection of poems and artwork.
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Thank you for this very kind comment. You made my day with this and I’m only sorry it took me so long to respond. This time of year is crazy-making. I appreciate you taking the time to tell me what you think. Means the world to me.
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Oh it’s no problem, we don’t live on WP lol, some of us anyway 🙂 I look forward to reading more of your work ❤
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Beautiful post ✍️
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Thank you so much!
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❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you!
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Oh, how I love this, all of it! I can’t even choose a favourite line because I keep jumping from one to another. Honestly it’s the best piece of work that I’ve read in a while.
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What a kind and generous thing to say! Thank you. You made me blush.
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Love this one so much
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I’m so glad! Thank you.
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This poem is beautifully written and well crafted. Including many aspects. The last two words add a touch to the poem
”find me”
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Thank you!
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Beautiful, stunning writing.
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Thank you so much, Nicole!
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Is it about connection in loneliness?
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Perhaps it’s about both. We all seek closeness and feel lonely at times, even within a marriage or a partnership.
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Wish you and your family a very Happy New year 2024.
Let there be positivity and productivity to conquer this year.
Hope everyone is in beautiful health and mindset.
Regards,
Early Morning Memories
Anuran and Sayoni
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What a wonderful blessing! Thank you. I wish the same to you.
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🎉🎉
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The write up is really very nice 👍👍
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Awww. Thanks.
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This just went into my bookmarks tab on my laptop and I’m going to follow you and give this a like!
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How kind! Thank you.
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“warmth seeks warmth
close becomes closer” I liked the rhyme you used in this stanza. ❤️
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Thank you. I’m glad you liked it.
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