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forking paths

brick by brick

pages of perception

turn

still waters

silent night

inoculated of fear

in proper sight

embrace the random

turn the page

love letters

to a silent age

still my heart

see what remains

star-crossed child

kill the pain

Author's Note

Not one of my favorites, but here we are.

Reviews

[Neville]

I not only love the format, I can also feel the pain .. well poemed sir John .. Neville

[John Sullivan]

Always a pleasure, Nev

[Betty Hermelee]

AH, there's nothing better than reading old love letters; our perception of them later on in life..... the good memories along with the unhappy ones....keep tuning pages and you'll find the perfect one....the truthful one....
Warmly, B

[John Sullivan]

Thank you so much for your kind thoughts Betty! Always a pleasure

[Betty Hermelee]

You’re very welcome John
Happy New Year!
Warmly, B

[Coyote Poetry]

The words honest and so true.
"love letters
to a silent age"
The lines above. We shall learn. Thank you John for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote