she dances
like a freed up sweet silhouette
spared coffee mugs
on the counter
the new apartment
his final hour
days of extinction
new love
the double-looped wall of death
tough circles under disillusioned eyes
the weighted sofa
the forwarded sidewalks
all gone
she dances
like a freed up sweet silhouette
spared coffee mugs
on the counter
by mary ann blinkhorn
mypenandme 
I’ve done that dance before. Tis the season…
Twas the season(s) for me. 🙂
Oh yes, I remember this dance of freedom.
Blessings ~ Maxi
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I too can relate. Well done MA, as always! xo
Thanks. 🙂
You’re very welcome! Thank you for writing what so many seem to feel 😉
We’re all connected. 🙂
We’ve all been there… very nicely put.
Thank you. I just found your comment in spam and marked it, not spam. That was odd. Wishing you a Happy Valentine’s Day. M.A.
Well chosen words.
Thank you. 🙂
Hmmm…. I like the feeling of freedom within these words. 🙂
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I am always intrigued by your writing Mary Ann, perceptions and observations we can all relate to. So many emotions are tied to the human experience.
Thank you, Don. I’ve reached a state that I’ve been aiming for, for quite some time. Restored happiness and not dependent on anyone.
Dance on Mary Ann, your words always move feet and heart…
I’m married to writing my screenplay now and it brings me much happiness. Dancing with both feet on the ground and when I leap, the ground comes with me. Thanks for your inspiring words and kindness.
Gorgeous feeling of movement and life!
I was aiming for the positive. 🙂 Thank you very much for your comment.