Poetry

[James]

‘Another Chance’

She extends herself to my nose
After months of frosty famine
I am reminded of her now as the midnight fades
Months of reflection lift chin from furrowed chests
The seeds have taken
And the germs re-animate themselves
Another chance
That’s what she whispers.

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[Kev]

Oh my, James — this took my breath away and moved me to the point of welling up.. And I love that — gimme more!.. ?

..So beautifully written and beautifully captured!.. ?

[James]

Kev thank you sir for taking the time to read! ?

[Eliza]

I saw it come in while I was driving and had to force myself not to pull off the road. Wow. We’ve got some talented and spirited poets in the house over in this corner of AV. Very nourishing.

Thank you James and friends.

[James]

? Thank you Eliza.

[maryschurr]

We do have some talented members! Thank you, this was beautiful.

[Author]

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