peace finds me
in the soft murmur of an aurum hush
in the breeze that plays hide and seek
in the blue and ivory of dew kissed stillness
when shadows flutter the silent whiteness
peace finds me
when the sun’s golden passage
warms my sepia eyes
under winter skies
peace finds me.

Beautiful Yassy 💕💕💕
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Thank you kindly 🤗
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So lovely! ❤️
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Thank you , Pu ❤️
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My pleasure. 😊
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A beautiful poem! Your phrasing and form are wonderful.
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Thank you, Brad.
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My pleasure!
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Peace be unto you.
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Peace ✌️
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And peace finds me also, when I read your words Yassy ❤️
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Peace and hugs to you dear Kate.
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Glorious, Yassy. Be sure to sit where Peace is sure to find you. 👏 👏
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I second what Selma wrote ❤
~David
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Thanks , D 🤗
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🤍
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Thanks , Selma 🤗 be well my dear.
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Beautiful. I’m not hiding .will it find me here in the simmering dark?
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Thank you, Dan.
The shimmering dark lights up .. it illuminates what cannot be hidden.
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I’ll let go my knuckle grip and toss into the who knows where who sees
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That’s an awesome thought. Bravo , Dan.
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Thanks Yassy. Your words have a dazzling flow in peaceful gifts
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You are very welcome, Dan. Let peace dazzle you.
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Your poem brings your physical senses into that image, very nice.
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Thanks for your insightful response..
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Very good!
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Thanks
Poetpas!
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Welcome
Yassy!
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Under winter skies
And with you short
Does it fit on that tiny sleeve?
❤️🩹
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It’s not tailor made you know ?
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Lovely. Those connections with the natural world are vital, aren’t they.
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Thank you!
Yes, we definitely need those connections. They are what rejuvenates us. And we are lucky and grateful for them. Cheers to mama nature.
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Reblogged this on Ned Hamson's Second Line View of the News.
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Thanks for the reblog, Ned.
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Stop inspiring me
I don’t have internet
But a thumb and a screen…
Yassy…
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Oh sorry !
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Its ok Mrs. Poet… 🤦
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I love it. It’s descriptive and picturesque.
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Thank you , Derek.
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That was a beautiful poem, Yassy. The imagery and choice of words were top notch.
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Thank you so much , Michael .. bless you.
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How beautiful!
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Thanks, Monroe!!
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So beautiful and love peace finds you in all of those places rain or shine Yasay! 💗
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Thanks 😊
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❤️
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❤️
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Most lovely poem as heart capture.❤️❣️❤️
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❤️🤗
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,❤️
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Utterly tranquil. 🖤🖤
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Thanks so much dear Carter ❤️
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Immersing oneself fully in nature is always a calming experience for me. 🙂 Lovely, Yassy!
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Likewise, Susi. Thank you my dear.
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You’re welcome!
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Beautiful one!
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Thank you, Sakshi.
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