Magnetic Poetry Saturday

nature does not

murmur feeling

blue when night

falls, for she sees

the light in every

dark thing

remember to make

time to enjoy the

little things in life

all work and no play

is not living

mist rising after

the rain, warm

meeting cool in a

dreamlike symphony…

fading away

in the light of day

champagne blushed

my foolish heart

dances to a broken

rhythm…I almost remember

how it was to be wild,

myself, in color


Magnetic Poetry…try your hand at this fun exercise in wordplay HERE.

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