Written for National Poetry Month 2016 @ The Music In It – Reflection
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by Sam Allen
a curation of thoughts
Oriana Riviera
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Lovely shining rocks! Though the poem seems sadly dark…
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Thank you, Heather π
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I have done that too.. seeing my grandma look back at me. Gripping!
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Thank you, Dajena. So happy to hear it worked π
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π welcome!
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Who among us has not found someone close looking back at us in that mirror? A relatable sentiment!
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Thank you once again, FT. Nice when you can make a poem yours, I think.
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you are welcome, Ryan…yes, it’s one of the joys of reading responses…
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Love, love, LOVE!
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Thank you π
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That was what I meant before when I said similarities, that was my dad exactly. Powerful piece that touches home.
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Thank you, Belinda π
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Amazing words. β€
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Thank you, Raina. Have a lovely weekend π
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You too π
Would really appreciate it if you could have a little peek into my latest post. π
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It would be my pleasure π
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So much here to see Ryan.. the bar, the midday drinking, the reflection in the mirror,..I think I see more than father’s eyes here. Forgive me if I’m reading too much. Very deep, indeed!
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Just what I was hoping for, Nandita. Perfect feedback, thank you-your reading is spot on π
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I never disappoint, do I? π Been honing my reading skills too. Lol
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Lol. I hope to do the same once I get a spare second for myself π
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Busy mate, can i have your email address please? And I had mentioned you in my “Tribute to soul connection”. Whenever the air is easy on you.;)
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Just read it – you are a star π
daysofstone@bigpond.com
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Thanks a ton. You’ll be heading from me soon. π
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this poem packs a heck of a sucker punch, especially that last line.
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Well done–and familiar, I feel the hairs standing up…
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Thank you π
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Welcome.
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Ryan, this is so cleverly done. I love the mirror effect. The message is sad. Something tells me it’s not fictional.
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Thank you so much. Most intuitive feedback π
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Always welcome.
Have a great weekend.
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Right back atcha π
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