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∞
Hot vibrant sun now pours the sand,
Fighting waves that pound the shore,
While wild eyed sky expands the line,
Stretching wide to countless crore.
There ice cold snow continues falling,
Making mountains climb their heights,
Skiers fight to take the challenge,
Scoring land pristine and white.
Flying in my hot air balloon,
Sunrise falling from above,
Feeling only one thing missing,
You, in my embrace, my love.
∞
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Loved it.,
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Thank you Cynthia – must get back to writing more again – taking an extended break at the moment! 🙂
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What a visual from the scenery and weather and the fact that all it pales in comparison to a missing embrace. That is a powerful feeling, maybe miserable too (if I may be bold to add).
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Exactly so! Without the special person… a part always feels empty!
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Too true :D. I am permanently around now. get use to it :P.
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Fantastic! 🙂
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Thank you Prospero! 🙂
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I asked the google gods for “crore,”
I’d never heard of it before…
This poem is so nice and smooth. I especially like the images of the snow making the mountains climb, and the skiers scoring the land. It’s a different take on missing someone…..not melancholy exactly but a sense that things are going about their usual business except for the one thing that would make it perfect. I enjoyed it, Rob.
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Thank you Cynthia.
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Poignant poem. (I’ve only ever seen crore in crosswords before 🙂
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Thanks Derrick! Lovely word isn’t it?! 🙂
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Yep
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