I spoke words of wisdom
But they fell unheeded
Like brown leaves
I spoke words of love
But they fluttered in the
Wind like spent blossoms
I spoke words of peace
But they blew away
Like downy seeds
I spoke words of mercy
But they were swept up
Like coulds before a storm
I spoke words of hope
Into the void but they fell
Apart and letters descended
Like drops of rain
I remain silent
(Photo prompt – Magpie Tales)
funny how your words are silent, while your poem says a lot about breathing/life/voice.
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Thanks 🙂
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Well done! five stars * * * * * 🙂
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Thank you kindly 🙂
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Nicely done. 🙂
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Sharp, and even somewhat powerful, writing. Well done.
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Thank you
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Brilliant. Some listen but many do not hear.
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So many speak and so few listen . . .
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So sad.. there are so many reason why nobody listens..
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well done!
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I love this.
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A Picture that says a thousand words
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All these seeds and powerful forces that have been scattered all around you. I wonder how beautiful your surroundings will be when all these thing take root and start to blossom
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How sad that we don’t listen. You captured it beautifully.
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