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Nov 02, 2022
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24 July
LIke a rockslide, tiny cracks at first,
then fissures. a slight rumbling and then...
A glance ignored, a call not answered.
Surprised life slides by,
reflected in a window,
or seen for a moment,
a woman lost in thought,
until the lights change and she's gone.
Lorikeets chatter outside
where my favourite gum tree is dying,
dying so slowly, I didn't notice
until a friend pointed it out.
My drawings of it like selfies.
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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Geezer
2 years 8 months ago
At first...
I didn't get the last line, I had to read it over a couple of times; but then...
I supposed that in drawing the tree so often, and feeling so very close with it, it could actually feel like a selfie. I really connected with this latest from you. I love the lines about surprised life sliding by. I often feel that way, surprised at life sliding away, without my notice, even though I have been watching intently. The focus was just on the wrong place. This piece has a great pace and self-evident proof. ~ Geezer.
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RAH
2 years 8 months ago
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Thanks for commenting. Glad you liked it.
lovedly
2 years 8 months ago
WE have to read each other
to know more ..
you have composed poetry for 50 I over 70
Lets be readers of each
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''Writing purely for oneself, is the ultimate in defensive posture.'''
BE NOT AFRAID JUST continue be a poeyet if you wish to !