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ropy tendrils of smokerise
snake up from the firepit
chalk stripes of white
on the face of the night
abeyed moments
when shadow-shapes
form in the wisps
living long enough
just to make eye-contact
marking me
mocking me
lifting ethereal hands
holding open my secrets
above burning reach
of the flames
starkly cast in their light
like unwelcome cyphers
revealing dimensions
of me in my shame
Writer Lynne Sargent
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Poesy plus Polemics 
This is a brilliant poem. So well described, each word you write has a power and force of its own, and, together, these words form a poem that sent chills down my spine.
In a good way.
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I deeply appreciate your generous comments
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Every shadow leaves us with a tiny secret. Important or not, it hides something behind it…
Beautifully written. But you always do that.
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if not for the secrets of shadows, what would become of imagination
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Great… and, you have a beautiful site… just thought I’d comment. 🙂
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thank you most kindly, emma
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WOW and WOW, Paul–this is right up at the top of my Fave’s list of your work.
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happy to know I hit a solid one here
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You generally do, and I try to restrain the gushing–it’s so sophomoric…
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Revealing indeed, a great study of the element with much dimension and allusion. Well done.
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really appreciate that, Mike
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Wow– just wow!
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you are too kind
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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A master of the craft of painting with words – sometimes you render even the content as almost incidental. What a great poem.
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once again, a comment to be treasured in my keepsake box
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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VERY WELCOME AND AGAIN THANK YOU FOR ALLOWING ME TO DO SO!
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The details and description in this are haunting. ‘Ropy tenrils of smokerise’ and chalk stripes of white… Your brain is beautiful.
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thank you most kindly
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Reblogged this on muddled musings of a mangled mind and commented:
we have a fire pit….finally. i will think of these words tonight when we light it, and watched the shadow shapes form in the wisps.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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my pleasure dear sir. had a fire last night and told my wife of your poem.
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really liked this one! 🙂
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appreciate that
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Powerful writing.
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thanks, Caddo
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