Somewhere between Aloneness and solitude- The sound of an ambulance. ICU The oxygen A lifeline. Primitive night~ The day never Prepares you for this. Lost for words~~ The pause between breaths: Filled with Memories. Fragments of thoughts; Caught in the Lines of a poem. The rhythm of Falling rain~~ My head fills With words. Somewhere, someplace- We all dream Under the same moon....
So moving and heartbreaking. Wow. ❤ ❤
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Many thanks, Lucy 🙏🏼🤗
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‘Lost for words, the pause between breaths filled with memories’. – ‘Magic’ Lady Yasmin ~ George
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Thank you very much, Lord Zoolon ~ Yasmin
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Pure beauty Yassy. ❤️
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Heartfelt thank you , Kate 🤗
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Always my friend.
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😊🤗
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A beautiful tragedy and real eye opener, for we don’t know what could be happening behind closed doors a few streets away. My thoughts and prayers go to everyone affected in these unprecedented times 💫✨
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You are so right , Hannah. Let’s hope we get through this.
Thank you for your profound thoughts on this.
Safe weekend to you.
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Thank you for sharing your precious thoughts with us. Sending love and light to you 💫✨
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Thank you for tuning in , Hannah. And reading and commenting.,gratitude 🙏🏼
Sending you warm hugs.. warm wishes for your continued safety.
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It’s always a pleasure my dear friend. That’s so very kind, I wish the same for you too 💖💖
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💖🤗
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wow yassy! this is so poignant! Are you ok? xo
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Thank you, Carol. 🤗
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You’re so welcome 😙😍
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❤ ❤ ❤
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The pause between breaths…🤓☺️ have another wonderful writing day ~ hedy☺️💫
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Thank you, Hedy 😊
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Beautiful poem, Yassy–but I’m concerned for you…are you alright?
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It’s a poem, Avia. A fictional piece. Thanks 🙏🏼
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Oh good, I’m so relieved–you write so well, and deeply, that it sounded real ❤
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I will be hopping over to your house in a bit. I have missed reading you.
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No worries, no hurries 🙂
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🌝🌞
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A pause can hold so much power and truth: the silence between the notes and between final breaths can hold our attention more than the loudest scream. Maybe fictional, but truthful and beautiful. 💔
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The view and the moment of your thought is beautifully expressed in the craftsman of your words.
Keep well, Michele. 🤗🤗
Thank you.
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Touching
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A beautiful poem Yassy and such depth. If only we could learn to pause … stillness speaks.
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I like the tempo of your thoughts on this , Ashok. Thank you 😊
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My pleasure Yassy. Stay safe. Keep writing
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You too.
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
IN DIVERSE KINDS OF PLACES…!
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Thank you for the reblog , Jonathan.
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you are WELCOME
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I loved these words:
Caught in the
Lines of a poem.
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Just happened .. these lines. I thought , why not?
I am glad you like them.
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Beautiful and powerful. It speaks directly to the heart! Well written, Yassy!
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Thanks , Brad., I so appreciate 🙏🏼
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Captivating words, Yas. 🖤 I feel like I lived this piece with you.
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Thank you, Carter 😊
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The moon, our ever returning backup light when the sun is asleep 💤
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Asleep 😴 and dreaming , no .. clouds ☁️ taken away backup light .. going liquid dark.
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Liquid dark? Which liquid is that? Liquids aren’t dark except scorched motor oil 😂
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I don’t know the mechanics of motor oil, Poet but I do trust you have a good perspective on liquid histrionics. 🤣
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So good!
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Thanks, Monroe.
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Superbly evoked
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Thank you 🙏🏼
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You’re welcome
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I’ve been, like most, you have captured the moment!
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Thank you ☺️
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Your words….moving, your emotions….touching, and this piece…poignant.🌹
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Thank you, Wilde .. all good ? No post from you .. I just came by to your page to say hello to see what you and sparkly up to 🤗
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Thank you so much Yassy, you’re the best🌹. I should be posting something soon. Your words and heart are so beautiful that it makes us all soooo lucky🌹🤗
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Hey, write 😊
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Right. 😁
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Unfreeze unfreeze ..
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🥶🤯😎
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☃️💦💨🌊
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That is strong. I hope that you and yours are doing well.
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Thank you 🙏🏼
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Beautiful and heart wrenching. 🌹
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Thank you my dearest friend 😊🤗
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And a picture of teary restless eyes looking at the ceiling, breathing in the oxygen as if they had just realised how much fate is willing to robb of them, … so heart touching dear! Really loved this piece Yasmin~💝🥰🙈
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Yes, you said it, Oumaima.. I so love saying your name ..
Thank you for understanding the emotion in this ♥️😘
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This is so beautiful…the words just seem to seep in and slowly take control of the senses till you begin to read them all over again….and then the whole process starts. Loved it! Beautiful. 👏👏👏
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Thank you for getting inside my mind. You felt what I felt , I am see that. Poetry is deep and only a poet can say what you just said. We are a kindred lot. Thank you 🙏🏼
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Wow, Yassy, powerful words. This has given me the shivers.
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Yes, I went to some place else as I wrote this. Thank you , Roberta 🤗
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The last line is absolutely true!
I loved the entire write up…❤️
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Thank you so much , Hema🤗
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There are many tinges of grief, within this work. I am guessing you are referencing COVID19, through this poem. I could be wrong.
This piece reminds of the grief, the confusion, the stagnant awareness we feel upon a time in our lives we feel lost. We have lost someone, so therefore we have lost a part of ourselves. We have lost what we have attached to ourselves.
And, yes. We do all dream under the same moon. We are also warmed by the same sun. We are also frozen by the same coldness, and able to see by the same light.
Nothing surrounds us, if we cannot hold something we share with others, being that light.
What we see in this world, is something we cannot lose. It is hope, as it is light. Solitude brings a time to think on our faults. Inner scars become so apparent in a dark room, as we stare into ourselves, like nails that have drawn lines on a chalkboard. While we see what we have lost, we realize what must replace such loss.
More light. More warmth.
I like when poetry can make me think. 🙂
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Thank you 😊
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Wowww 💔💔
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Last three stanzas flowed so smoothy. Excellent.
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Thank you, Benjamin.
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They flowed so smoothly, that is. Unlike my initial comment.
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Yeah 😊no worries .Thanks 😊
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Welcome 🙂
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Wow awesome, reminds me of li po of Asia, china, tang dynasty
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Elaborate please
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Li po is a great poet, from the tang dynasty
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Yeah . Thanks for enlightening me.
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You really welcome miss
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Please What part should explain ?
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Beautiful .Powerful words🌻
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Thank you 😊💐
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Those last lines Yassy, I’m swooning over them. Somewhere, someplace everybody is dreaming under the same moon, and somewhere, someplace somebody writes of this beauty in such a way that somewhere, someplace somebody loses his way of thinking straight. Somewhere, someplace somebody has done her magic.
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Thank you dear Shanyu 🤗
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My pleasure Yasmin. I didn’t even know if my comment made sense, so simply put, the poem’s amazing.
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Your comment was pure poetic genius.
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Really beautful!
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Thank you 🙏🏼
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Refreshingly on spot in this time of world turmoil! Love it!
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Thank you 😊
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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This is so descriptive of my experiences when having a diabetic hypo attack. Sadly not so beautiful but so very true!
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Hey thanks. Take care
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captivated me
with the first stanza alone
painting tragedy
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🙏🏼 how are you , Von.
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Reblogged this on Ned Hamson's Second Line View of the News.
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