he saw my fear
and he called me wonderful
he touched my scar
and he called me brave
When I fall
out of the tree
I might land on a patch of moss.
There could be a mossy patch
could be
a soft
spot,
some warm grass the sun was sitting on
a mossy patch
a soft bit
a piece of sun
wonderful.
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
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Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
He started Writing, The paper started speaking...
Once lost
Silver Poetry 
nice and soft in feeling as well…:)
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it was soft moment, realising that I’d found a safe place at last
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this, i shall share with a great friend…
for she will know why…
scars are but a thin surface…and, yes…
a testimony of the Bravery which is a part of the Beauty of Her…
your poem is wonderful, Silver Poet…
Peace to you.
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I am honoured and thrilled that you see the love and hope in my poetry, joy to you and your friend 🙂
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Simple, beautiful, and quite nostalgic. I love it!
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You are spot on! the nostalgic energy is strong in this one x
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This *is* a wonderful remembrance–and I love the painting accompanying it!
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thank you very much! I write and paint for wonderful people like you!
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You are wonderful ~ I felt everything ~
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You are brilliant with painting a moment with words 🙂
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thank you for subscribing to my blog. I love this poem. ‘Wonderful’ also describes the poem itself and the wonderful metaphor of moss. In fact it’s so good I’m going to read it again 🙂
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HAha! thanks heaps xx
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in fact I loved it so much I’ve copied it into my notebook along with poems by Billy Collins and Charles Simic. you can’t get much better company than that 🙂
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oh WOW! well now my ego is dragging me over to bookmark your page!
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just realises your an Aussie (me too)! don’t meet too many of us on the net… x
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then we must stick together 🙂 I’m from Adelaide ; where are you?
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up in Murwillumbah, Northern Rivers NSW….nice and peaceful right at this moment….in the green forest.
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I like this…. a lot. You are very prolific which is a beautiful thing and something you must find great comfort in. Margie
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i do. thankyou for commenting and liking xx
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