Friday, January 29, 2016

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SHORT VISIT
Protest peeks through the keyhole
For a view of larger 'why didn't they answer'
Why did't they let me in
See now, no one is about
Wait! is that laughter shelved on the mantelpiece?
I searched and searched a long time for this
See now, there it is
Yet, no one is about
Laughter will warm their hearts, when they return
My footsteps retrace to another pace
Where solitude taps its name on the keyboard
And words toss back and forth like ebb tide
When the song of the ocean soothes the soul.
SHORT VISIT © gillena cox 2016


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Prompt Nights – A Cup of Nostalgia [4]


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31 comments:

  1. Oh I love those opening lines, it feels like I am stepping into a portal of an alternate universe. Beautifully expanding! Thank you so much for participating :D


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. Happy you dropped in Sanaa

    much love...

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  4. Nice one! I liked the unexpected change of feeling, with the laughter, and the further change in withdrawing back to your own place.

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Rosemary

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  5. I like it, Gillena. Like she picked a bad night to venture to those expected-to-be-fun places. Think I have those when I was single. Sounds like you might know them also.
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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Jim

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  6. I can remember those time eavesdropping on my parents at their party.. Wonderful.

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    1. Thanks for your appreciation Bjorn

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    1. Thanks for dropping in Carol

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  8. It reads like a marriage between a game and a song. ;-)

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  9. Thanks for dropping by Magaly

    much love...

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  10. I like your approach to this prompt, Gillena.

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  11. I love the images your poem conveys. Reminds me of grandpa's room back in the islands. and the sounds of the waves crashing ashore while he writes in his journals alone in his room. beautiful memories this brings. thanks.

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    1. so happy you dropped in James

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  12. And words toss back and forth like ebb tide--I love this. And taking it a step further, sometimes they drag us in like a rip tide! Google wont let me comment with wordpress so here's my link: http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com

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    1. Thanks for dropping in to read mine Victoria, i will certainly use the link you left to come across and read yours

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  13. "words toss back and forth like ebb tide" Ingenious.

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  14. Solitude tapping it's name on a keyboard - marvellous image - and not necessarily lonely not when we have words to keep us company and make things brighter

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    1. Thanks for dropping in to read mine Jae

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  15. This is beautiful. Thank you so much for taking part in the prompt!

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  16. So much restlessness in waiting for the laughter to return. At least there is solace in knowing where it can be found when needed.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Rommy

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  17. I especially loved the concluding lines. They are beautiful :)

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  18. "And words toss back and forth like ebb tide" and "song of the ocean"
    are just beautiful phrases. Lovely poem.

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