This week's O.S.I. prompt uses the word departed.
Departing laughter
Shivering from lovers' lips
Hands eternally wrenched
From tomorrow's face
Absence grown fonder
By days lengthening
On memory's canvas
Distance grows like weeds
In neglected gardens
Midnight ink in glory
Ushers diamond skies
Lighting souls
Departing on journeys home
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Midnight ink in glory - awesome!
Your talent continues to grow and grow. Wonderful!
makes me wonder...is their home the same?? very nice write
Beautiful imagery!
beautiful lines..luvlyy words..:)
I like the way this poem feels. Somebody's in love!
You keep getting better and better....loved the two lines in the start!
Wonderful write. Distance do grow like weeds neglected in the garden. So apt a simlie.
Enjoyed reading yours.
On memory's canvas
Distance grows like weeds
In neglected gardens
Midnight ink in glory
beautifully phrased ..
many thanks ..
Some beautiful line in this!
Fantastic! I like it!
Nice imagery here. I especially like "memory's canvas" and "distance grows like weeds."
How absence fills the space it creates....with weeds or good feelings. wow.
On memory's canvas
Distance grows like weeds
In neglected gardens
You've captured the shades of departure well.
Neglected gardens - perfect depiction of departure. Nice.
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