You conquered me
like a mountain (or a molehill).
Climbed me and then left me here,
another spire to aspire to.
Was I just a rocky crag used as
a monument to your success?
What was my reward, just a
wanton moment, better to forget?
Here I stand, wind blown
and forever circumspect,
a peak waiting on another expedition.
Hopefully, one thatโll show me more respect.
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Beautiful words.
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Thank you! ๐
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Welcome.
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I feel a lot of power in these words and can really relate to the vibe. I am in love with the line ” another spire to aspire to” and “forget” with “circumspect” love that combo. Sorry for babbling lol just hung up on words tonight…or wait…this morning night shift ends in 1.5 hrs…I need more tea…or do I? lol
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Lol! Iโm glad my words are having the desired effect. Thanks for enjoying my work. Much appreciated ๐
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Lol you are most welcome! ๐
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I am loving your poetry x
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Thank you! I am loving your comments ๐
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Love your work โค๏ธ
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Thank you so much! ๐
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For some reason this seemed more positive than some of your recent posts. I love this one. I hope it is allowing you to continue to get that angst down on paper and push it away. (sorry, there speaks a caring grandmother)
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Thanks – I have up and down days. Iโm glad you liked this one. ๐
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Amazing!!
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Thanks, Virginia. I think Iโve really found my poetic voice over the last few months. ๐
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