Long time no see, ha π Here I am, with Sunday Whirl #170, a full 70 weeks after the last time I participated. This time, I decided to go about it in a different way. The funny thing is, I got to the same place as always.
Here is my Passions poem:
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Passions hum, Storming
the forest of my poems.
Without words,
magic cannot thrive
while all eyes are fixed
on a creature that hangs
her shabby clothes outside
a wooden shack,
deep in my thought,
so far that no one can see her.
Jump to the music
of wordless forest magic.
Β© 2014, mariya koleva
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Ooooh this is a good one …. worth the wait …. I am sure I’ve missed some extraordinarily significant reason why 70 WEEKS! Welcome. Welcome. Welcome <3
Oh, Pearl, I have no idea how that happened. It’s actually that long since I last took part in a Sunday Whirl, not since I poemed at all. But still, I was surprised myself. Thanks for visiting.
Good stuff… keep those words flowing, keep the magic alive π
Stan, you’re most welcome. Thanks for your words.
She really is hidden away quite magical in her shack..but it feels comfortable and safe..good to see you back!
Thank you, Jae Rose. Nice to see you here!
I agree with you completely: Without words magic cannot thrive. Amen!
I am so happy to see you here, MMTeacher!
Beautiful, beautiful poem.
Thanks, Rick!