Turbid – October 21, 2020 Doree Grief, life, love, poetry October 23, 2020October 23, 2020 1 Minute The energy escapes me I pivot and fall It’s there But not where I’m Supposed to be If anywhere at all Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Published by Doree Grief Out Loud. Art. Life View all posts by Doree Published October 23, 2020October 23, 2020
I totally feel this, Doree. You have such an amazing gift for marrying Your poems and photos. You transport with very few words. Lovely! Thank You!!! 🤗❤️😊 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
#Turbid – October 21, 2020 [ ] I pivot and #fall It’s there But not where I’m Supposed to be If anywhere at all … #Turbid – October 21, 2020 [ ] I pivot and #fall It’s there But not where I’m Supposed to be If anywhere at all … https://t.co/NMKRcRSwzl via @Doreemelnic | #Writer — Outosego (@outosego) November 2, 2020 LikeLike Reply
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Thanks!
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You rhymed one! Nice!
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I totally feel this, Doree. You have such an amazing gift for marrying Your poems and photos. You transport with very few words. Lovely! Thank You!!! 🤗❤️😊
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I am so happy you felt it ♥️♥️♥️
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Indeed. ❤️!!!
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#Turbid – October 21, 2020
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I pivot and #fall
It’s there
But not where
I’m
Supposed to be
If anywhere at all
…
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