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Vision Board Poems: Adventure
I embrace the ruffle of my heart's wings beneath the hard bone of my chest,
I smell the fresh air, like electricity unbottled, as the wind wafts signatures of rose and lavender, baby's breath and lilac from distant pastures to my lungs.
Listen to the birds, how they beckon of freedom, each note a new vibration.
My lips welcome the spices of life as I sip from the goblet of possibility.
The horizon bleeds between the sky and water until the ocean gleams like a blank page in front of me.
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*** I'm keen to republish the interviews I did for my series with Vocal creators. It's been a few years and I thought it might be nice to revisit these wonderful conversations. I'll be releasing them one at a time for a few weeks/months.
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Comments (7)
Such vivid sensory images! Beautifully done!
Gorgeous & Powerful!
This is such a lovely poem! So simple and beautiful!
Chills from the first line alone. Great work!
Love this: “My lips welcome the spices of life as I sip from the goblet of possibility.“ Such a great poem!
Such a beautiful poem of gratitude!
Very pretty and inspirational <3