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Soul-Fire – A Shadorma

Twinkle-toed
They dance in moon-glow
Melting to
Honeyed touch
Breaths scatter on starlit winds
Igniting a flame.

Darkness dreams
Hanging on to stars
Soul of night
Burning bright
Flipping blackness to starlight
Heartbeats trace love lines.

# Shadorma
Syllable count-3/5/3/3/7/5

94 thoughts on “Soul-Fire – A Shadorma”

      1. You’re gonna ruin my very costly and much worked-on and carefully crafted disguise as a disgrunt and curmudge, young Lady Yasmin! And I so do appreciate it. But, dearest Lady, coulld you kinda keep the “kinds” to a mere two-volume minimum. It is thee who are very kind and I do not fig-give a whit were the world so to find out!

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      2. It’s kinda tough 🤓 to keep it min, now I am keepin it min, haha dear Mr.Chivalrous guy , I think not you need to disguise , but I will keep at it, you know -appreciate appreciate appreciate you 🤗

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      4. Yes, definitely!! A wise and thoughtful comment , Maggie. We all need our little utopia , an escape from all the pressures , a sanctuary, only I wish it would be real 🤗

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      6. I am grateful that you read my poems. It’s heart warming to have you here talking to me. You are real, I am real , the poetry is real and so is our friendship , I am happy it takes us to a world of our own. So grateful. And I truly appreciate your wonderful presence in my life. Be here always.

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  11. Oh WOW, look at you!!! Such a lovely poem, dear heart–I would choose a fave phrase, but every line is exquisite. But…I think I’ll go with “starlit winds”….ooooh, I love that!! Hope you are well–I was thinking of you just yesterday!! ❤

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    1. Thank you my brave heart ❤️, your comment comes to me carried on starlit winds , a wiff of Avy fragrance permeates the Press.
      Well, you my friend lives in my memory and my thoughts abound with your gracious ❤️

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      3. You are always SO Lovely, Yassy! I do wish you were closer so you could come visit on Thanksgiving and help me EAT all the food I’m preparing!! 🙂 ❤ I have a funny poem (re the need to diet and exercise) coming up that you might enjoy–only if you have time 🙂 🙂 Blessings to you! ❤

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      4. Thank you 😊 Avy, it’s good talking to you. Happy thanksgiving sweetheart, I would love to visit and partake of all that awesome yummy food ❤️ but maybe one day, you never know , it’s a small world but till then we will keep talking here ❤️

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  15. I adore poets willing to experiment with strict verse poetry and this Shadorma is beautifully written. If you have the time, I encourage you to visit my weekly series “Whittled Words” for highlights on many other forms. Wonderful poem!

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    1. Okay. Thank you for appreciating my effort. It’s creative discipline, though I love free verse , I still love writing in various forms.
      I would love to visit your blog.
      I will , in a bit.
      Have a nice day .

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      3. Always be humble and kind but it’s kind of bred into me. It’s in my genetic fabric. You are kindly welcome, kind you 🙂

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      11. True, like a scientist (tucking that one away for later use). Yes, D or d can be the beginning, middle and’or end of many things 🙂

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      15. Age has never mattered to me. Am growing older each day but feel like I am still in my youth. It’s all numbers and I ain’t no accountant.

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      17. That is truth. My choices and decisions reflect me and no one else. It’s what allows me to surviive in shark infested waters – I know who to stay away from.

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