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IN MEMORY EVERYTHING SEEMS TO HAPPEN TO MUSIC -Tennessee Williams
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
Scout's 20th Century Flash
the life and work of an sf author and his independent publishing company
Paloma's Pen
Poetry and Haiku - Looking to make the ordinary more than mundane.
Saving the world, one book sale at a time.
Japanese Lyrics, Poetry and Manga
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A celebration of language and the written word (with a little art on the side).
Poetry and fiction by a physicist from the dark side
Stories, poems and thoughts about things I find interesting!
Learn Haiku Through Cartoons
"We're all out there, somewhere, waiting to happen."
…. into place or apart …. the big question at dusk ….
Nicely written 🙂
Indeed..
I wanted a middle line that was left hanging.. and a last line with options, just for a bit of drama 😉
Very much up-to-date – when lots of marriages crash – so did mine – I like your poem 🙂
Thanks, Birgitta. I’m glad you liked the poem, which does feature new relationships as well as old 🙂
Cycles are finite, indeed… Cheers dear Sue ⭐
Aquileana 😛
True, the cycles reach their end… but then they tend to start up again! 😛