In the nuance of a dejavu
Just where beginning starts
When familiar sorts through mystery
For forlorned and lonely hearts
A voice chokes up upon a whisp
As teardrops start to form
As familiar love wakens the new
Then magnifies the norm
This mystery...the dejavu
As old in new emerges
Just as the new forsakes it all
From deadend loveless searches.
I'm thinking "nothing ventured, nothing gained", Susan...or that feeling when meeting someone so special, it's as if you've known them at sometime before, only to discover you've actually crossed paths and are now joined by the grace of God. Love is a gift we gracefully grow from and to.
Love,
Taylor
Facing imprisonment in 2061’s dystopian Manhattan, Cori Christopher is given the opportunity to time travel to Occupied Paris in 1941 to try and save singer Noel Matheson, leader of the Cafe Violette Resistance, from Nazi destruction…and perhaps save
Ron
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love Tinka
Love,
Taylor
in harmony,
Eileen
~~martin~~
Eternal Love, Dove
The gentle mood, and the rich imagery make this a brillo poem...
As old in new emerges
Wonderful, Susan.
Fee
Simply beautiful words, mood and tempo
You light up the Den with this marvellous and insightful pen tonite
Peter
pax A