I felt it likely
In this solitude
My thoughts would
Find their way
Back to you
Eventually
Drifting on
A lucid current
Around and past
As I lie still
The only thing
I can do
Is reach out
From anchored past
For you
Just beyond
A fingertip’s glance
Through reflection
Of endless waves
On which we drift
The same destination
But the journey
Not shared
As I watch you
Drift
Further and farther
Away, from me
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Thank you very much for reading.
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“a fingertip’s glance”
You can’t WRITE this stuff… well, I can’t…
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It’s all generated by an algorithm based on my followers search history.
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That is very insightful and interesting. One of my early pieces is Love A Drift…
Yonnie💜
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That got an LOL out of me at three this morning!
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Excellent. Wow!
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Thank you!
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You’re most welcome!
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So many journeys not shared. The way of being human
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Thanks for reading.
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So powerful, River. Lovely.
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Thank you very much.
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You’re welcome.
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two people and two separate journeys taken at the same time. Life in action. Great writing River !!
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Thank you!
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You are very welcome River !
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WOW
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Thanks!
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I wish I could write poetry like you. This is wonderful, and so evocative. Words chiselled as though from stone, to create a beautiful piece of art. Very well done.
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I’m humbled by your comment, thank you.
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This is beautifully written Poem. Love Adrift. Your reach, touch of the heart, still Love Drifts Away.
Yonnie💜
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Thank you so much.
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My pleasure, indeed! You are welcome 🙏
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Powerful and deep, just like water!
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I love this so much!! 💗😊 Amazing!!
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I love the short lines you used: they force my attention on each word and make my internal narration feel both solemn and halting – sort of like a Barack Obama speech.
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Thanks, Josh. I appreciate you reading it!
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No problem!
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Oh yeah man. A very slow burn this one.
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Thanks for reading.
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RE-posted on twitter @trefology
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Thank you.
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Beautiful and poignant! 😃
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Wow! So lovely, River!!!
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Thank you.
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Wow, wonderful.❤️
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Thank you.
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My pleasure.<3
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Beautiful it its simplicity.
Love that pic.
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Love it River. 🙂
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Thank you!
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Powerful images, beautiful poetry
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Thank you very much!
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Do the images share narrational duty with the words?
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Yeah, with the images I was thinking how one person can move on, and seem so at peace, while the other is left, drowning, clinging to anything they can find to keep them above water.
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Very avant-garde!
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Thank you.
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Thank you for the mention!
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River,
I think you gain something
with the loss of the punctuation here.
Great shape, too.
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Thank you very much for your feedback.
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This is deep and so bitter-sweetly beautiful River.
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You’re welcome River.
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Oh this is heart-breaking River but so beautiful :O) x
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Reaching out from an anchored past is such unique and powerful imagery that will definitely stick with me. I can definitely feel it, too.
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Thank you for reading!
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In a sense this encapsulates life itself: we drift, we meet, we part. A fine poem.
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Thank you, Chris. I appreciate the comment.
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You’re welcome.
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Somehow it reminds me of one of my favourite songs, I’ll post it for River,,,,, I hope you enjoy
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Thank you. Yes, that is a great song!
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Great poem. Memories of Dobie Gray and Uncle Kracker. 🙂
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Thanks. I’m not familiar with them, I’ll have to look them up.
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They both did versions of the song “Drift Away”.
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Okay, I remember that song.
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I thought of it when I read “Drift
Further and farther
Away, from me” 🙂
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Such a familiar feeling.
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Thank you for the reblog.
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