The wordclouds hover above to make a shadow on my morning. Looking up I wonder, how am I to decipher which are fact or which are fiction? Layered marks of truth and dare like a novel netted weather pattern and I am no meterologist, just someone looking for a small clearing in the sky. © Alicia Grimshaw 2023 Join a welcoming community of poets for Open Link Night on dVerse Poets Pub, HERE.
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Love it ❤️
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Thank you for your kind response. Wishing you a marvelous day.
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I think looking at clouds is a bit like looking in a mirror, the only thing you discover is part of yourself.
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Bjorn, I really like this idea. It sounds like a poem in the making.
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Such unique choice of words you weave together beautifully in a poem. That picture is beautiful and I love this description –
Layered marks of truth and dare
like a novel netted weather pattern
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Really lovely Ali!
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Thank you kindly.
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Gorgeous photo and verse Ali.
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Thank you. Wishing you a fantastic weekend.
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Thanks!
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I am no meterologist,
just someone looking
for a small clearing in the sky.
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Thank you for sending these words back to me and my friend. Wishing you a beautiful day.❤️☮️
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Poetry is much better at reading weather than those clowns at the weather service!
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wow! that ending! we never can know with the mind, but only the heart! 💗
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Yes, the heart knows.☮️
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Just a tiny, teeny weeny clearing in the clouded world sky…
(Have a nice week-end)
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Thanks for taking the time to sit with my words.☮️
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With pleasure…
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I love this Ali!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome. 😊
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