days later
I am still asleep
walking parallel to
every thought left unspoken
there’s a certain power in that
no parts lost in translation
by mary ann blinkhorn
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mypenandme 
wake up! . . .Kidding. Lovely poem, thank you for the like.
Ha! Great response. Thank you. π
thereβs
always some comfort
in
shadow
Yes! Thank you.
Truth. This is wonderful.
Thank you, Pete. π
I sometimes feel like I’m in a fog. You expressed it well. Blessings to you…
Thank you, Carol. π
lost in translation
π
Happy New Year. π
I like this poem very much Mary Ann. It’s got a touch of mystery within. Very nice. π
Thanks.