A street lamp flickers
in homage to an aura
of nightly star souls
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Teresa Renton
Inhaling life, exhaling stories, poetry, prose, flash or fusions. An imperfect perfectionist who writes and recycles words. I write because I love how it feels to make ink patterns & form words, like pictures, on a page.
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As Long As
I conjure up images of you as I walk through the woodland. I’m light like pollen, spun clouds in summer, a ghost. Everything you wanted me to be. Obedience was my blanket. An elderly man walks by and ignores me. His dog sees me though. Four-legged innocence waiting for validation. I smile; he wags his tail. A victory flag. I wonder whether dogs understand smiles the way people do? I had given up waiting for your approval. The elderly man whistles. Obedient dog. I need space you said. Where did obedience get me?
By Teresa Rentonabout a year ago in Poets
Comments (7)
Amazing imagery!
Lovely!
Wonderful Teresa ! 😊
I agree with Cathy. I especially loved that line!
"nightly star souls," gorgeous.
I love the way this juxtaposes something earthly and something celestial! Well done, Teresa!
G-O-R-G-E-O-U-S! BRAVO! 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾