beneath the waning
lie echoes of the young
heart beating, thrumming
with yearning, passion
once strong and heady, now
gone the way of the forgotten
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13 comments:
Love the flow and emotion.
Yeah, I know how that feels. You said it better than I ever could.
no, come back green shoot promises...smiles...hear your echoes patti
Just beautiful! I love your take on the prompt~
I love this, Patti! So well done!
Autumn is not the season of decay - a different blooming maybe --
beautiful lines
Excellent picture and I love the balance between finality and redemption in your words.
Absolutely divine.
Growing old poetically, with PattiCake!!
Thank you for all your kind comments. I really appreciate them, and you.
beautiful image and words!
i gave you one of my weekly goddess awards if you would like it for your sidebar.
in joy,
elise
So beautifully written. Lovely photo as well.
forgotten
green shoots of promise -> forgotten only till we wake again after the long winter, then we'll remember once more.
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