I stole a fragment of
the sea
the insistent surf withdrew
from my grasp
and left me empty
I cut a fragment of
earth’s clay
my knife bent and broke
and left me hardened
I ripped a fragment of
your heart
to keep it close
it turned to stone and I
was left
alone
(posted on Toads)
A fragment that will just die..
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Sadly, yes
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seamless. really well crafted, and in tune with the sense I had when I chose the word list. thank you for adding your voice ~
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Thank you, sincerely
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I love this! A clever and lovely way to use the listed words.
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Thanks so much
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This is absolutely beautiful..! You chose to weave the words into the silken fabric quite nicely 😀
Lots of love
xoxo
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Thanks
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Looking outwardly…results in isolation….~ really close to P. Neruda element….
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Oh, thank you!
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Beautifully done.
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Thanks so much
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Living on fragments…harsh existence. Great use of the words!
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