Cerulean seas touch the sky,
The sun’s rays set the world aglow.
I witness it all pass me by,
Trapped on this side of my window.
Observing vicariously,
I am here but no one will know.
I see them but they won’t see me,
Trapped on this side of my window.
Hand pressed mournfully to the pane,
Desperately I long to go.
Within my confines I’ll remain,
Trapped on this side of my window.
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That made me a bit sad. Amazing work !
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Don’t be sad! I’m getting better, writing my way through it. Thank you!
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The poem changes the entire perspective of the photograph. Excellent.
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Thank you, Simon! Very nice to hear from you!
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Beautiful…soon that window will be gone 😉
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I’ve been sneaking out a little bit lately. Just that little bit already has me restless to do more. 🙂
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beautiful said and written – your are on the right way!
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Thank you, my friend! I’m certainly feeling more myself, just in time for summer! 🙂
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I am glad you are feeling much better – I truly miss hearing from you:)
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