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:EmailTwitterFacebookLike this: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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