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Post by AquarianM on Aug 23, 2020 21:08:21 GMT -6
It's Not About Me...
At least not this time, Though poetry can be, Verses of memoir, Lost love, Love found, Joy, Despair, Yet really...
Once I am gone, How can it be, For there will be no more of me?
What then it comes to, A common thread, You see we are not alone, For when we are read, It's about the reader.
Humanity is universal, Hopes, Dreams, Desires, Causes, Loves, Fears, All the lesser children of these...
You, Reader, You are not alone in your, Hopes, Dreams, Desires, Causes, Loves, Fears, All the lesser children of these...
This is what Muses see, Ages of poets, Languages alive and dead, Commonality writ long and large, More similar than different, As we cried, Smiled, Laughed, Bled.
In love or blues, Any millennium, Any day, We are one.
It's not about me, At least not this time.
It's about us.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford © 08/13/2020
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Post by Catlady2710 on Aug 24, 2020 11:50:28 GMT -6
A refreshing different perspective
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Post by AquarianM on Aug 24, 2020 12:43:05 GMT -6
A refreshing different perspective Cat, thank you. Dan
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Post by QueenFoxy on Aug 24, 2020 14:22:20 GMT -6
Very well written, Dan.
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Post by AquarianM on Aug 24, 2020 20:42:11 GMT -6
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Post by goldenmyst on Aug 26, 2020 8:58:07 GMT -6
This reached out to me as a human in this vast global circus. Your poem is real and I felt it deeply. It spoke directly to me.
John
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Post by AquarianM on Aug 27, 2020 0:53:32 GMT -6
This reached out to me as a human in this vast global circus. Your poem is real and I felt it deeply. It spoke directly to me. John Thank you, John. It's time for us all to start thinking of ourselves as an interconnected world if we are to survive in the long term. Dan
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Post by simpledip on Aug 27, 2020 7:14:00 GMT -6
"In love or blues, Any millennium, Any day, We are one.
It's not about me,
At least not this time.
It's about us."
Yes, It is all about us ...
There are moments when we connect to souls we have never met physically that take us to uncharted area
of being together, thinking same thing: taking us to the edge of time
a time before words when all that existed
was thought without form.
Bows deeply.
-Dip
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Post by AquarianM on Aug 27, 2020 16:25:43 GMT -6
"In love or blues, Any millennium, Any day, We are one.
It's not about me,
At least not this time.
It's about us."
Yes, It is all about us ...
There are moments when we connect to souls we have never met physically that take us to uncharted area
of being together, thinking same thing: taking us to the edge of time
a time before words when all that existed
was thought without form.
Bows deeply.
-Dip
Dip, thank you. I completely agree. Dan
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