She tells me I’m delusional 
To still love the thread that pull
Me from where I stood
And they say it’s in your blood
But the wood
I frequent whispers things to me
And it let me be 
Amid the chains a-binding
And there are avenues I’m finding 
Back to where we were
And you may still be with her
I just wouldn’t know 
But the knot is letting go
Into a landscape open and free
And you are standing there with me 


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5 thoughts on “Landscape”

1. This was absolutely beautiful and mind-bending. I had to read it twice, love the word play. Very well written!

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   1. Thank you 😊 🙏

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3. This poem still has the power to arrest me! Sometime I come here just to feel it. It’s such a lovely piece. ❤️

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   1. Aw thank you so much. Sometimes I wonder if my poems connect with anyone, love putting them out into the universe. Thank you so much for letting me know, it gives my heart a hug. That is such a nice thing to say. ❤️

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