A Silent Friend March 15, 2018 ~ Candace d’Verse Poets Pub – MTB: Phantom Form — Shadorma ~ A Silent Friend the fog knows small secrets we keep what we hide from the light like a good friend who won’t tell what has been whispered Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by Candace I am a reader, a writer, and a snapper of photos View all posts by Candace
What a fine meditation on the fog! It’s no wonder then why I always feel a sense of security, as if covered by a blanket, on those rare foggy days. And I love Kim’s comment to you. Beautiful Shadorma, Candy! LikeLike Reply
Wow! We were on the same page today, Candy! Love this.
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Ooh, this is beautiful.
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Your poem is in itself a small secret, Candy!
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Thanks, Kim 🙂
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What a fine meditation on the fog! It’s no wonder then why I always feel a sense of security, as if covered by a blanket, on those rare foggy days. And I love Kim’s comment to you. Beautiful Shadorma, Candy!
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Thanks bunches! 🙂
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Sweet!
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I love the sense of what the fog could hide… almost like comfort.
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The fog is like a whisper where we can hide secrets.
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ADORE THIS! Perfect.
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Thanks!
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I feel the fog is my friend. Somehow more comforting than scary.
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